I'm shouting out timber, timber, timber.

Sometimes your cold is colder than winter.

Sometimes you're gone and I'm left here to winter.

I know you're wrong, I'm shouting out timber.

Timber, timber, timber.

Sometimes my roads are iced by your winter.

I know I'm wrong, but I'm shouting out timber.

Sometimes it's right but life is a sender, of timbers.

Timbered timbers to be timbered, when life gets cold from winters,

To be wintered, shout it out timber.

Timber, timber, timber.

I know this life gets colder than winter.

Sometimes the nights are darker and endless.

Sometimes it feels like we're not going to win this.

By WaveWriter8