“The thought of suicide is a powerful solace: by means of it one gets through many a bad night.” (Friedrich Nietzsche)
Wintertime (The Coffin Tree Sighs)
© Chris Port, 25th November 2011
(with apologies to George Gershwin, and everyone else)
Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong
Wintertime
And the living are sleeping
Wind is blowing
And the coffin tree sighs
You let it in
And the spirits are creeping
So hush whiskey dreamer
Life goes by
One pearly morning
A girl will find you swinging
Then they’ll pack your things
And they’ll never ask why
It’s Christmas morning
A man next door is coughing
And bringing you news of other life
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