She closes the door so soft and slow Pours two glasses, equal, just so Carries them out to the evening air Sets one down on his empty chair She raises her glass to the winter sky "To us," she whispers, with a breath and a sigh Betelgeuse burns above the frost The Hunter a reminder of who she lost Five years gone but the ritual stays The Waterford catches the starlight's haze The ottoman pulled, the angle right She finds him waiting in the night She raises her glass to the winter sky "To us," she whispers, with a breath and a sigh Betelgeuse burns above the frost The Hunter a reminder of who she lost His voice had come broken through the line "Go out on the deck, hon, you'll be fine" "Look up and find me, I'll be there" "I'll always love you" — then just air She raises her glass to the winter sky "To us," she whispers, with a breath and a sigh Betelgeuse burns above the frost The Hunter a reminder of who she lost So she folds her arms against the chill And Orion stands above her still The second glass untouched, full, cold A wish they'd both had grown old She raises her glass to the winter sky "To us," she whispers, with a breath and a sigh Betelgeuse burns above the frost The Hunter a reminder of who she lost
