A Winters Chill by Bomethius Lyrics

Twisting and twirling
The bounding and swirling
Is strides ahead of
The life I had planned

And furthers its span
In the nonsense of living
Where everyday is for giving

And a winter’s chill reminds us
As Roses dormant close
Let's please just stay composed
For we all must reap what's been sown

The fireplace crackles that we are forgiven
As the kettle said to the stove
Its whistle is ringing
In ears that heard singing
Once not so long ago

Together alone
With the kettle we're screaming
For that which we can never know