The Longest Night

Wind is in the east Stare at us eyes in wonder Like beggars at a feast We can't even, count the number What you gonna do? Send them table scraps we're leaving One who care are few Most spend there time, with useless meaning Dear father, Do you think that it will be alright? Tell me mother, Will we make it through? We make it through the hungry night. Somewhere in the west Gold teeth, but sometime is gleaming We know we are the best