December is the cruelest monthnBut this time for once my cheeks are warmnAfter long years in the monkey-housenI am ready for the stormnLet them throw all their cannonballsnLet all their strongmen comenI'm ready to go anywherenThrough venom, sick and scum!nnDecember isn't always coldnBut this year she's mine and I know whynSomewhere a flower has to grownFor every flower that diesnI'm stricken with fevernBut my heart is strong as steelnI'm ready to go anywhere!nI can believe, I can feel!nnDecember is a trusted friendnI always recognise her facenIt's a plague of fool blown asidenForever by her soft and silent gracenShe is reckless as a maydaynGentle as a stonenAnd ready to go anywherenTo carry me back home!nnDecember fell deep in the bleaknMid-winter time when jesus christnHowled a baby saviour's howlnA primal truth as pure as icenAnd though we crucified him on a crossnAnd dragged his name from payer to cursenHe was able to go anywherenHe was almost one of us!n