December is the cruelest month but this time for once my cheeks are warmAfter long years in the monkey-house I am re ady for the stormLet them throw all their cannonballs let all their strongmen comeI'm ready to go anywhere through venom, s ick and scum!December isn't always cold but this year she's mine and I know whySomewhere a flower has to grow for every fl ower that diesI'm stricken with fever but my heart is strong as steelI'm ready to go anywhere! I can believe, I can feel! December is a trusted friend I always recognise her faceIt's a plague of fool blown aside forever by her soft and silent gra ceShe is reckless as a Mayday gentle as a stoneAnd ready to go anywhere to carry me back home!December fell deep in the b leak mid-winter time when Jesus ChristHowled a baby saviour's howl a primal truth as pure as iceAnd though we crucified him on a cross and dragged his name from payer to curseHe was able to go anywhere he was almost one of us!