Spoilt too much of you
Cabin fever's true
Alone in the world
All I need is birch, a quiver
Homespun, spun too coarse
Warm but out of sorts
At the edge of the street
The rain in May repeats beginnings
Absence lets in light
Fondness grows in time
Put a blanket on the world
And I'll just spend the gold i'm given
To keep my legs alive
I'll run around the clock by night
I'm not made for these shoes
And everyday reminds the weather
Cabin fever's true
Selfish, seldom blue
But alone in the field
Despite the joke's where I heard heaven
Above the clouds the day can settle
And every coat reminds the weather
To lift my eyes, I'll soon be better
