we can feel lonely in the winter night; even if others are there
when a branch is cut history and the future are forever changed
in later autumn before the snow, a quiet beauty starts to show
as we play the game hoping for a treat, someone is planning a trick
we’ve got a system that was built for yesterday that we need to fix
codes used long ago still have meaning; but only if we understand
in going to seed the next generation is allowed to flourish
before the next storm hits the news, we could use a moment to dry off
each storm is unique but for one small exception they all blow over
the most-used letter in the english language is never used alone
uptown jack 