Now marks the winter of my discontent
Now marks where this will end
Now marks where this will all begin again
Down as a one-winged butterfly falling
Down from the rooftop crying
Down to the earth a dust cloud calling
Coursing through my vein a rush of love and hate
Soothes and tempts, defenseless
Forecast the vision of how it will end
Cauterize my heart
Galvanize my mind
Here's a brand new start
You've opened up my eyes...