A songbird flapping lost it\'s tune
Anarchic tides ignore the moon
Tries cooking up without a spoon
His solid tears of ice
A mountain top without a peak
A linguist struggling to speak
Sad eyes have sprung constant leak
His solid tears of ice
The winds of change remain the same
He\'ll find someone to take the blame
An architect his house of shame
His solid tears of ice
A broken unforgiving heart
A horse lagging behind the cart
Another race lost at the start
His solid tears of ice
Her touch brought warmth to frozen skin
A tonic mixed with bitter gin
His resurrected toothless grin
She melts his tears of ice