Raven is raging mad br At this cold weather, oh what a drag! br Shoveling this heavy snow br When he could be writing sonnets or even a haiku. br br Raven is raging mad br Sleep eludes him, oh what a drag! br He tried to play his guitar but inspiration eludes him just once more br So he went outside to look up and wait for that fire in the sky. br br Raven is raging mad br At the unfairness of it all br He has so much to give, but no worthy recipient it seems br Till he looks at Sophia's sleeping face br And realize everything is so worth it.