• Cardinals float on baited wings
    Listen to sorrowed words he sings.
    Rose petals cover the ground instead
    Once they danced, but the wind is now dead.
    And so red fish float across the skies
    Seeking answers to questions on why?
    Ribbons or crimson are now shown
    Through curtains of thickly falling snow
    A glimpse of blood lays in the white
    Blow out the candles, there's no more life
    Red is everywhere, the first of our fears
    While it gives us life, it can also bring tears.