I was looking through a favourite book in a dark and soulful den
When I came across a photograph of strange familiar men
They seemed to want to question me so I opened up my mind
And told them of the love and warmth I felt I’d left behind
Those staring eyes transfixed me and called me to their fold
The time was right to tell them the things I’ never told
I spent a lifetime with them and gathered many tales
to keep me warm on winter nights, to keep me sane when all else fails.