(Michael Timmins)
Mask is gone
Face revealed
Here comes the deep set of winter
Memory once again ridiculed
By the harshness of a temper
If I were to wander back
To the center of this crime
Would I find you waiting for me?
Or would I find
You’d done your time?
Face it now
We’re locked inside
We never had an option
The dreamed of shift of circling stars
Would only bring on our destruction
If I were to crawl on back
To the center of this crime
Would I find you waiting for me?
Or would I find
You’d done your time?
The tops of the trees and the snow are blowing sideways
Prepared for the siege the juncos have taken to ground
It only seems like the whole world
is spinning without you
I couldn’t have found
A better way without you
I feel the weight of days to come
But I think I see the springtime
The joy of spoils a victory brings
Ignore the pull of next time
If I were to wander back
To the center of this crime
Would I find you waiting for me?
Or would I find
You’d done your time