Thesis

Feels so long ago I did ask "what is murder? And what is the world"? And I wouldn't expect an answer What does it take for us to properly communicate? With our internal fear And who we may become after This is my abridged thesis The rest is my cross to bear I'll start to hear it screaming But when I turn there's nothing there With my eyes on the road I squint slow But it only grows and grows Here's something I could never alter This is my abridged thesis The rest is my cross to bear I'll start to hear it screaming But when I turn there's nothing there I see it there the road is frozen They say winter is a woman I see it there the road is frozen They say winter is a woman A woman This is my abridged thesis The rest is my cross to bear I'll start to hear it screaming But when I turn there's nothing there I see it there the road is frozen They say winter is a woman I see it there the road is frozen They say winter is a woman A woman