Winning

"What good would it do
To keep this finger pointed
I break myself into
And spill around the joint
Picture me as two
A smile a frown together
The greater then is you
To put this to an end
And lead us over once again
I know you think youA´re winning but I
Was just beginning so
Take your simple living and your
Trouble giving go
And now this numbing cold
Leaves my fingers hurting
And struggles in my soul
To remember what to say
To lead us over once again
"