Freshly written this evening. Working title Winter Dreaming, tho that could change.
Frozen on the windshield gray
another stormy kinda day
nothing is forgiving in each
aching moment living and
i'm driving in slow motion
down the narrow road commotion
cars crammed up to the snow banks
spinning tires and slamming on breaks
Summer is forgotten
the clouds bury the sun
all color has been drained
the shadows they have won
Frozen on my face i pray
the sun will melt my blues away
this sad lament i'm singing
while the winter winds are stinging
to Lake Superior I go
when all the beach is white with snow
Angel impressions here i find
were printed by clever design
i skate on the frozen edge
of a lake that reaches to the sea
a long and winding way
another place that i could be
is it frozen just like me?
scraping on the windshield gray
another stormy kind of day
nothing is forgiving
each aching moment living
i'm driving in slow motion
and i'm dreaming of the ocean
its waves forever rolling
even when the sky is snowing
