Jason Webley
"Winter"

Hey kid
I've been watching you
Sleeping in the lilies with that old dull-bladed knife
Still in them bulletproof pajamas you've worn all your life

But tonight you're in some murky bar
The music's too loud and you don't feel like dancing
Not a familiar face in the room, just that little voice in the back of your head
It's always been there, but tonight it says

The days are getting shorter
The air is getting colder
And while you sip your rum and coke
Kid, you're just getting older

You realize you're sweating and the air around you stinks
You stumble to the bathroom, throw your head beneath the sink
And as you raise your eyes, your lips release a little groan
'Cause the face that's grinning back at you just isn't quite your own

So you go back to your lily petals
Pull those old pajamas tight
But you can't shake this feeling that your life is just a game of chess
Where ancient gods and devils fight

People stagger by you, thick blood running down their faces
While little jet-black serpents try to mate with your shoelaces
An old blind dog's been at your heels with the overpowering stench of decay
And an old friend sends a package, the skull inside it seems to say

I'm the face in every mirror
The shadow at your feet
The little light that glows behind
Each pair of eyes that you meet

You can hide inside your castle
Spend years thinking you're free
But I'm like ancient Rome, baby
All roads lead to me

Okay, kid
Let me tell you a little story
See, I don't get into town too often these days
But sometime soon old Jack Frost's gonna blow back into the heart of the big city

And I'll scream until the buildings melt
Then whisper 'till they freeze
And I'll stand on an icy tower
With every eye fixed on me

And everyone will follow
As I raise my left hand to the sky
And together we'll peel back the fabric of this world
And stare into the void that lies behind