Music was wailing, the room barely lit   With dart players playing hardly knowing what they hit   And no one was listening to what anyone said   We would wait for the snow to melt so we could get back to bed   We walked through the streets and these months they’re bare   The people don’t use them; though they know they’re there   But isn’t it wasted this half year waiting for spring?   If we can get through the winter we’ll survive anything   And I know very well the way you feel when December ends    We know there were warmer days, but cannot remember when   Let’s get our money out of here, we’ll settle down somewhere   And if we someday yearn for a cold return we’ll get our money out of there   We got through the storms and through the blistering hail   Our hearts were broken and our careers had failed   We barely had money and the cold made us ill   But we got through winter and we’re breathing still