Winter

This winter was a rough one

The darkest winter yet to come

A hinterland where my faith and fear

Stood facing each other at twenty paces holding a gun

It’s a scary thing 

To let them know you’re here

Even a belly full of fire has a hard time

Making the shadows disappear 

Well, maybe if I had me a lover it’d be easier

Maybe if I was closer to God I’d be all straightened out

But I lay down at night and I wake up in the morning

Reeling over the fact that I feel like a stranger to myself 

I’m a selfish woman

Selfish for making art for myself

Everyone I know who does it 

Seems to do it for someone else 

Maybe I should talk to someone 

Figure out why I like being alone 

Read from the script of the tortured soul

Empty myself to try and feel whole 

Well, maybe if I had me a lover it’d be easier

Maybe if I was closer to God I’d be all straightened out

But I lay down at night and I wake up in the morning

Reeling over the fact that I feel like a stranger to myself 

I got circles under my eyes that remind me of winter

And there’s lines on this face I only see when I look in the mirror 

Every day feels like a lifetime 

And every day I feel the minutes passing me by

And I wonder if I’m earning my right to a living  

Maybe it’s just the winter 

Making me feel like a stranger to myself