Baby, it’s cold outside.
lyrics
a discontented winter
a war to end all wars
a king without a people
who wails outside the walls
and you and i still smile
we breathe and watch the sky
a disconnected people
a-waiting for the war
a king outside in winter
his writing’s on the wall
and you and I still play
the sunset lights your face
how long can we stay here?
but here is where you are
parts
tjw: Russian tourist souvenir mandolin, vocals, hand drum