Does this body suit the season
Do we dare defy the breeze
Too thin to keep the cold out
Too warm inside to freeze

There comes a time for meditation
When sweet seclusion calls
If sticks and bones are what you have
Let's dwell upon it all

Does their melancholy linger
Is our temperament sanguine
Do we wait around forever
For the planets to align

Is your Venus Jupiter
Is Mercury my Mars
I wonder how insane we look
To all the other stars

Has winter made things stubborn
Will summer thaw your heart
I think I prefer spring, in fact
And autumn, at the start