Catherine

Don't care how you rage, in winter's iron claw, you can’t beat the cage, there is no tune, just a shallow maw, ships sail under blue moons, work is just a game, say everyone's your whore, put salt on your days, sad song's ring on cue, what a cache they hoard, smoke ciggies in the rain, every trick in use, it’s all such a bore, curdled love lights the fuse, no one is to blame, why make them roar, a generation betrayed, conceal bitter news, take it to the shore, drink on borrowed goods, dance forever more.