Oh January…
This sunset
Has lost all its passion
From the sky to the ground
Like a plane crashin’
Slowly I creep
On the tips of my feet
To let this sun, set
And rest from this heat
January
I sound my horn of defeat
This society lies in depression
As your cold heart beats
Remove this population
From these ice paved streets
As softly your winds blow
Rock me to sleep
Has lost all its passion
From the sky to the ground
Like a plane crashin’
Slowly I creep
On the tips of my feet
To let this sun, set
And rest from this heat
January
I sound my horn of defeat
This society lies in depression
As your cold heart beats
Remove this population
From these ice paved streets
As softly your winds blow
Rock me to sleep
Posted by in 00:27:46
Is this the one you were going to make into a song? I love it! Let me know when you finish it, maybe you can sing it to me!