Flowers don’t grow in November

And for some reason it snows

It pours all September

The bad weather simply won’t go  

I know it used to be sunny  

Back when we were young

Buying ice cream with a sibling’s stolen money

The only chilly part our tongue

Then bitterness begins to fill us

Spring can never last

Our life becomes a gloom of hatred  and lust

We stop believing, attending church and mass

As soon as summer comes the days grow hot

We stop going outside

We forget all the lessons we were taught  

We succumb to the pulling tide

But now fall has begun

And vices consume us

We’re lost with no sun

Our Earth a desert of mud and dust

So follow me old dreams and sorrows

Neither ever last

Because the sun will rise and set again tomorrow  

So good night, sweet dreams, sleep fast