Winter's Containment

Winter’s containment has not a hold. I must go on. I must trudge ahead. Though, snowy prison surrounds my soul, It will not prevail, not leave me dead. I must go on. I must trudge ahead. My family, they wait for me to show. It will not prevail, not leave me dead. I will come home alive, that I know. My family, they wait for me to show. They’re all I think of when thoughts are clear. I will come home alive, that I know. I will embrace, all those I hold dear. They’re all I think of when thoughts are clear. Though, snowy prison surrounds my soul, I will embrace all those I hold dear, Winter’s containment has not a hold.