Warbling words from a simpler time
An old haunting melody riddled with rhyme
Oh, heartbroke as hell, beg for relief
With no understanding of self shaped by
Grief
Remembering the smell of an old man's embrace
Can cause a memory to fall from my face Drank 'til we smiled, laughed 'til we ached
With no thought surrendered to cards held by fate
So don't weep for the winter wail
The loons lonesome song, sweet and proud
And strong
Forever echoing on the ripples of time
Oh, how beautiful it can be to cry
Love on the screen, emotions flared
Two teary eyes lock, a pretty moment shared
Or a song that reminds me that I'm all alone
While filling my heart with a comforting tone
So don't weep for the winter wail
The loons lonesome song, sweet and proud and strong
Forever echoing on the ripples of time
Oh, how beautiful it can be to cry
Building a new, destroy to create
Drunken sincerity, too little too late
A moment of clarity, dressed up as a song
That old haunting melody carries me home
So don't weep for the winter wail
The loons lonesome song, sweet and proud and strong
Forever echoing on the ripples of time
Oh, how beautiful it can be to cry