The birds still sing outside these. These windows. Where we sat together. Like nothing ever happened here oh. The white house on the hill. And black clouds the weather.
Christmas flared amongst us. and we called it evergreen. Built a world without your love. and I built it mean. . Christmas flared amongst us. and we called it evergreen.
The end of the affair. The weight of the world. The kindness gone to bed. It's free of your laughter. Alive in the halls. Did he hear, did he hear. The fumbled words you said.