what should it matter?

what should it matter if the sun don't rise, it's midnight forever in my janie's eyes, and what should it matter if the curves don't spring, when i'm finding winter in everything, i live in this cold wind city all my life, walking around still looks the same, same people coming and going, doesn't feel right, see it all now so far away, what should it matter if the earth may slide, sky break in pieces and stars collide, the littlest sense left in this world of ours, my janie took with her in the wee small hours, i live in this cold wind city all my life, walking around still looks the same, same people coming and going, doesn't feel right, watch it all now so far away, i live in this cold wind city all my life, walking around still looks the same still looks the same, same people coming and going, doesn't feel right, see it all now so far away so far, and all of the wisdom i held so high shining and useless as this april sky, the littlest sense left in this world of ours, my janie took with her in the wee small hours, my janie took with her in the wee small hours, now i'm finding winter in everything