The stars lean down to touch your face
I can see the sun's too late
But what is this for, we ask ourselves
What did we do to deserve this hell?
We run so far, far and fast
To escape things we once loved
But our time comes far too soon
Says the clock hands
On the face of the moon.
Mountains bow to say farewell
That man well he made life hell
Summer departs and leaves us here
Drowned in winter and frozen in fear.
Frozen in December
This cold will last forever.