Meditating in the van,
I open my eyes to see ice
on the inside.
Going through my things, I find
a pen
three lighters
three harmonicas
a headlamp
a knife
and a knuckle slide.
Today is the real Christmas.
Meditating in the van,
I open my eyes to see ice
on the inside.
Going through my things, I find
a pen
three lighters
three harmonicas
a headlamp
a knife
and a knuckle slide.
Today is the real Christmas.