To All, To All, To All!

Oh, what a travesty
 To think that nothing is wrong
 And suffer
 The darkness anyway
 Shall we blame the light?
 The lack of it?
 Shall we blame the light?
 The lack of it?
 Our stars burn constantly
 With an unbearable fire
 Yet stills holds our breath
 Under nights surface!
 A winters gasp enough to survive
 To hold on, to hold on!
 And believe in day, in happiness
 In the confidence of warmth
 Can I hold my breath through this?
 Can I hold my breath through this?
 Did I waste enough of the summer
 On tillage and hoarding?
 Did I worry enough
 To worry again
 Is this every year?
 Did I worry enough
 To worry again
 Is this every year?
 Have I lost enough of the day
 To survive the night?
 And time away from family
 From lovers
 From songs
 I hate this!
 Work is the shackle
 Debt is the cage