Degrees below with wind and sky
Ice on the road my bike passes by
A pigeon challenges a yellow
The loss of life isn’t missed
Frost on my whiskers
A tear in my eye
The fragile and ferocious
Wilderness am I
Degrees below with wind and sky
Ice on the road my bike passes by
A pigeon challenges a yellow
The loss of life isn’t missed
Frost on my whiskers
A tear in my eye
The fragile and ferocious
Wilderness am I