Wintertime from Self Preservation by Paul Rollin

Houses, on the path that I walk
Seem empty, in the wintertime
No life beaming at all.

Maybe when the sun comes
To light them up again
The neighbourhood will find it’s vibe

People, in the town where I live
Bundle up their thoughts and their dreams
For a future so far away

Some wait ’til they’re too old
To even dream at all
Or to walk the streets and see the beauty


Cut off the branches, that keep you from…
Climbing to the top
Reach down and pull someone

Give the gift of giving
To the more fortunate ones
Don’t be greedy with your thoughts

Fortunately fun times
Are just around the bend
Let ‘em into your life again.

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