The Last Wine of Winter - Chris Bathgate

I have a room with a cord and a fixture

And I have a cork in the last wine of winter

You have the eyes and the breath of a spider

And I own a mess and a pen and some paper

I have friends who drink in the cupboard

Drunk?

for a neck and smoke for a brother

I hear taps ring out in the city

When I go for walks on late Friday evenings

You have a hold and a kiss that is oh so

And my eyes are cold and as grey as my billfold

So I have a room and you should come over

Cuz it has a roof and the last wine of winter