The generals hate holidays
Others shoot up to chase the sun blues away 
Another store front church is open 
Sea of neon lights, a boxer his shadow fights
Soldier tired and sailor broken 
Winter's asleep at my window 
Cold wind waits at my door 
She asks me up to her place 
But I won't be down anymore

Judges with metermaid hearts
Order super market justice starts
Frozen children inner city
Walkers in the paper rain
Waiting for those knights that never came
The hi-jacked trying so hard to be pretty

Night rains tap at my window 
Winds of my thoughts passing by 
She laughed when I tried to tell her
Hello only ends in goodbye

America gains another pound 
Only time will bring some people around
Idols and flags are slowly melting
Another shower of rice
To pair it for some will suffice 
The mouthful asks for second helpings 

Moonshine pours through my window 
The night puts it's laughter away 
Clouds that pierce the illusion
That tomorrow would be as yesterday...