Destiny

Sitting in my freezing room in the dead of winter

I can't think of one thought this will be a hinder

Maybe I could write about a girl on tinder

Or maybe I could write about being in the blistering cold

Whispering controlled

They follow you tenfold

This will be the greatest story never told

You know the old song goes

The silver and gold

One is special and the other one is old

But follow down the river to find a bunch of gold

Wisemen give frankincense