Dec 1

Now here I stand
At the gates of an old church
I tried, I tried, I tried
But never hard enough

Feet in the sand
Of the cold and the mindless
I offered you a hand
But never thought of you

Tell them what you want
You’re a mom of three
But now you’re not alone

Here I am
In the fallen light
I heard you wanted more
And so did I
In the falling of the cold snow
December on my mind
The first to be exact

Now here I am
I feel like you’re leaving
In the snow
On the Mountain Laurel Road