December Song

This is the longest road to nowhere
Although it’s shorter than you think
When the shutters comes down
When the chain breaks its link
Can love triumph? Will hate fall?
Can good win? Probably not at all
Can love triumph? Will hate fall?
Can good win? Probably not at all
The tide will go out and not return
The flame will die and never again burn
I will fall asleep, never to awake
The next page of the diary won’t have a date
Can love triumph? Will hate fall?
Can good win? Probably not at all
Can love triumph? Will hate fall?
Can good win? Probably not at all
With vile defeats I limp towards December
Full of vile deceits, but destined not to be remembered
With vile defeats I limp towards December
Full of vile deceits, but destined not to be remembered