there are some places that need extra protection or so it would seem
the one, different might know something others don’t or they are just wrong
no longer frozen my windows reveal a view that’s largely unchanged
the rose in the trash tells us all we need to know about one romance
through the black of night dreams wander, leaving footprints i cannot follow
the deep freeze settles on every windowpane with unique impact
once we’re adjusted to a new normal, the old seems to fade away
ice locks the windows to the outside world; patience knows they will open
the frozen window tells the truth, yet some of us will lick the lamppost
anyone watching which way the wind is blowing expects some setbacks
uptown jack 