Wind speaks to cold veins in a still way
The moons stripes glitter on a somber lake
Awaiting a lonely call
From all those who suffer in silence
And praise the rain
Gray streets in a grudging town are home to many
Both humans and animals alike strive to stay breathing
The emptiness of a bird with a broken voice
For fear there is no cure
But bravery has no obstacle when met with life
Icy wind will pierce their skin but not their soul
And tortured minds will continue
In this life that is just
