Long long time ago before the wind before the snow lived
An old and aging man who lost his friend he carried by his
Side all the things he had in life left all the things that
Troubled him behind he was once in a desperate need for
Attention and so much more living his life with the question
Of conception there is no more no more feeling sorry and
No more getting mad yeah right! you got the answer
Through the years he came to know sometimes its better to
Let it go and never look back no matter what they said and
Then the ones he learned to ignore the ones who always
Asked for more secretly respect the life that he led