February from February by Lucy, Racquel and me

A sky of freezing ink
Spills on the trembling stars
Civilizations sink
When February starts

A space of fitful sleep
Dividing nights and days
Time fills with ice and sleet
When February stays

A world of drifting mists
A kingdom ruled by whims
All reason goes amiss
When February wins

Impossible, insane
But everyone pretends
That we’ll be still the same
When February ends
When February ends
When February ends

Forgotten childhood hurts
Forbidden grown up thoughts
Released like captive birds
When February thaws

Impossible, insane
But everyone pretends
That we’ll be still the same
When February ends
When February ends
When February ends

A sky of freezing ink
Spills on the trembling stars
Civilizations sink
When February starts

Impossible, insane
But everyone pretends
That we’ll be still the same
When February ends
When February ends
When February ends

When February ends
When February ends

• Folk
• Soft Rock.
• Paris