long long time ago
before the wind before the snow
lived an old and aging man
who lost his friend
he carried by his side all the things he had in life
left all the things that troubled him behind
he was once in a desperate need for attention
and so much more living his life with the question of conception
there is no more no more feeling sorry
and no more getting mad
yeah right!
you got the answer through the years
he came to know sometimes its better to let it go
and never look back no matter what they said
and then the ones he learned to ignore
the ones who always asked for more
secretly respect the life that he led