what should it matter?

what should it matter if the sun don't rise

it's midnight forever in my janie's eyes

and what should it matter if the curves don't spring

when i'm finding winter in everything

i live in this cold wind city all my life

walking around still looks the same

same people coming and going

doesn't feel right

see it all now so far away

what should it matter if the earth may slide

sky break in pieces and stars collide

the littlest sense left in this world of ours

my janie took with her in the wee small hours

i live in this cold wind city all my life

walking around still looks the same

same people coming and going

doesn't feel right

watch it all now so far away

i live in this cold wind city all my life

walking around still looks the same still looks the same

same people coming and going

doesn't feel right

see it all now so far away so far

and all of the wisdom i held so high shining and useless as this april sky

the littlest sense left in this world of ours

my janie took with her in the wee small hours

my janie took with her in the wee small hours

now i'm finding winter in everything