Dec 5, 2017

its winter in a city in England...

And now it's winter.....

but it not just the cold

Living in a nation that just can't stand much more
Like the forest buried beneath the highway
Never had a chance to grow

there some folk only got a street place to rest in the snow and the cold

Yes and all of the healers have been killed
Or sent away, yeah
But the people know, the people know
It's winter

“If anyone is worried about people sleeping rough, rather than approach them directly, the best thing they can do is contact Outreach team".

Yes and all of the healers have been killed
Or sent away, yeah
But the people know, the people know
It's winter

the detached workers have been culled due to funding issues

And now it's winter.....

the poor are on the increase but noone counting anymore 
as we worry about Brexit well so the papers say

And now it's winter.....
ain't nobody fighting
'Cause nobody knows what to save
Save your soul, Lord knows

like we stopped protesting we stopped caring...God gave us free choice but did he mean for us not to care
did he not know that we often fall short when given to much freedom
God did you not know we do not do free choice that well.

all of the healers have been killed
Or been betrayed
Yeah, but the people know, people know
It's winter, Lord knows


Yet come Xmas time....our "human waste" is removed
Yet come Christmas time....our "human waste" is removed
its placed in a stable,that if there any room
the chased away by Herod..becoming a refuge via the moon...
Yet come Xmas time....our "human waste" is removed


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Winter tale now Xmas gone.

 It appears from stories communicated to myself. That winter doing its harsh event across the miles. Simply enjoying long walks across flat ...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"