Stella

Sometimes you can play, can lie but I won't, loading dice like a game, now that's all right, if you want to love alone, me I only live life, maybe it brings pain, to my winter bones, but whatever comes this way, like the summer light, turns me on, no where a gentle sigh, come the day, you'll hear my sounds, listen to that screech again, especially out of sight, the same in every war, when peace is nigh, who can ever say, you will stay or fall, know I am the hurricane, let others carry on.