So the year ends
With a blaze
Of sun’s gold
And amber fire
Lit in the western sky
To guide
December home
Throughout a dark night
Towards the dawn’s light,
A fresh day,
A new year.

So the clock strikes
With a chime
Of twelve strokes
And then the year
Has passed away for good
And said
Goodbye, farewell
Throughout a dark night
Towards the dawn’s light,
A fresh day,
A new year.

i don't know why i bought them
i just did
like my brother and sister i set it alight
ablaze, like my lungs, and i try
i try so hard to be like them
and yet everything i do in life sets us apart
they are so alike, the trio, the children,
they are so alike, and yet i am exiled.
Perhaps it is age, and perhaps it is the boy
Perhaps it is because he blew me away
out of his life, just like the smoke
and now only the smoke comforts me
and the heat keeps me warm
for nobody could