Year of the Tiger

The mist stalks on like a tiger
In a bamboo jungle
Looking for someone
To smother in her fur
With abnegation

Weaving tales of wonder
Tales of sorrow
Of tsunami gambling

Comet dust in foreign cosmos
Chants of love and hate and pain

The mist stalks on like a tiger
In a snowfalled jungle
And mind abuse
Sometimes a hard thing to do

Weaving tales of wonderment
For experience
Of the dangerous side of life

Laughing loudly
Ignoring warning signs
Easy prey for stalking strife

That's life
That's life
That's life