Winter Solstice is a 2005 American drama film written and directed by Josh Sternfeld. The screenplay focuses on the efforts of a man to interact with and relate to his sons in the years following the accidental death of his wife.
New Jersey landscape gardener Jim Winters is struggling to raise his sons, high school student Peter and older Gabe, as a single father. Gabe announces he is leaving home to move to Tampa, Florida, although he's vague about both his reason for doing so and what he plans to do there once he arrives. Instead of discussing his plans with his devoted girlfriend Stacey, he plans to drop her. Aware of what he has in mind, she quietly retreats from him to make it difficult for him to achieve his goal. Peter, who was in the car with his mother when she was killed in an accident five years earlier, is a rebellious, hearing-impaired underachiever doing poorly in school, despite the efforts of his teacher Mr. Bricker, who urges him to work harder to meet his potential.
Jim helps new neighbor Molly Ripkin move some cartons. Later she asks him and his sons to dinner. Her invitation is the catalyst that upsets the delicate equilibrium they have been maintaining as each tries to deal with his loss and painful memories in his own way.
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Tonight, she takes her time
Slowly, she lays down
Open her legs, as we spread our wings
Across the timeless space
She will remind the Queen of the world
'Till her newborn child grows
Giving her understanding
Of her reason, reason to be
She dances with herself
"Unconscious of her beauty
No one told her
Never heard about purity
No one touched her"
And I sing this song
For all the dead promises
All the fallen souls
And those who laughed at them
And I sing this song
To all the bleeding hearts
My ode to the night
Awaiting the sun
The stubble on my face engraves my lack of compassion
I€™m counting the grass blades to pass the time
Queen-sized comfort awaits my tired eyes
Remember me?
I€™m your satire€™s locksmith
You referred to the way of the sword as hope
Despite the blade in your back
Two days pass and there is still no sign of the sun
But your wait calmly playing checkers with your gut instinct
On the contrary to the heart€™s self-imprisonment
Your horse shoes fall like hail
I hear your name in the wind my collapsible heart skips a beat
You remain in my head only as a bitter-sweet memory
I€™ve given up sleep
So I can pray for you
Day by day, I bite my tongue
The mental song is sung out loud
It shakes the ground beneath you
Within the misty late year's forest
In times when slouds and trees stand empty
Nine thousand wolves are gathered in the snow
To raise a long and greyish howl.
Ebony black the earth went into the night
Re-awoken, covered now in silver white
Softly veiled by sparking moisture
Out of the wolwes ' throats up to the sky.
Lap of sunrise sweated by birth pains
its child - a cold red fireball
Sharp silhouettes of old and tired eyes
Their cradle stuffed with leaves and fog.
Impossible to march the shortest way today
Come forth tied up all in wolwes' breath
Early , therefore , the evening approaches
it is the time of Winter Soltice.
even your martyr wears his best suit to this affair
logical reasoning is something you should shoot for
i'll aim for the sky myself
soaring above our city
your heart loses its balance and plummets to this earth
now i walk in circles flipping through old photographs
i've been wounded but not fatally
don't even bother trying to assemble the puzzle
for my compassion is missing
and i'm canceling wishes by the skyful
moving forward i lose track of time and my sense of sight
visit him lord and kiss his cheek for me
and thank him for the glasses
you saved me from his grasp and cleaned all of my wounds
the towel in the ring
alone like yourself
all alone
i sit and read your letters and i force a smile
soaring above our city
your heart loses its balance and plummets to this earth
now i walk in circles flipping through old photographs
i've been wounded but not fatally
Staring at a tree split in two
Asking yourself if you can mend it€™s natural bane
Perseverance falls to the floor shattering into a million pieces
Categorizing failures rigorously
You conserve light by staring with your eyes closed
Sitting there with that failed look upon your lips
What happened to this picture?
Guided by a candle you try so hard to see miles ahead of yourself
A formal awakening experienced for the first time
Hitting closer and closer to home with each blow
Value your life
Impressions of your face hold your character
My scars hold eternal regret
The red blood stains
The hands of the dead
Trumpets ring out
The war has begun
The second coming of the Lord
Trumpets ring for us to hear
No pity for those who shun
No pity for immoral ones
Come Lord Jesus
One day at a time
You count your blessings
Then continue to court mine
So cautious you are yet you throw yourself into the gears with ease
I've fallen into an ocean of deceit
And you're holding onto the last life vest
With your back to the tides of terror tonight
One arm at a time
Struggling to set your self free
When chin deep in your lies
Traveling down denial
You've lost your paddle in the commotion of emptiness
You sit distraught and numb
Eyes rolling back into an infinite darkness
I will carry you and your gloom
Home sweet home
Hold my hand and let yourself go
Are judged by God above
Go turn away the masses
The sickness and immersion
Why does it carry on?
Your tongue spits forth the lies of serpents
Be sure that your sins will soon find you out
Blood will rain down
From the sky
Killing the poison
In your lives
A losing Battle of tears
Let's tear down this façade,
Let's turn away this dark past
Redirect the madness
The time for change has begun
Bringing a knife to a gunfight
Your song is playing, so lets see you dance
These words can be separated
You can't escape the song
You have not come to fight this
I want to know, where's your gun now?
Blood winter feast a solstice pledge
Lean on the blade lean on death
I'll rip all your angels all apart
This winter no love no heart
This endless plunge towards the end
I'll smile as you fall as night descends
Blood and Algiz above
Midnight veil midnight veil my love
Your ignorance has slain your gods
Your emptiness will slay your heart
What empty things this winter brings
What lovely tune sweet Satan sings
6-6-6 upon the wind
What empty deeds the future brings
The smell of Iodine in the air
If you should fall then I don't care
Blood and Algiz above
Midnight veil midnight veil my love
Your ignorance has slain your heart
[Instrumental]
A melody.
So charming beautiful and short
Picks wind to bind and sound so lonely
In the lowering sky among the clouds
The sky ships never knowing rest
My shadow, echo to remain... maybe...
In times no hands to join again
And paths will lay apart in sleep
So dreamless, filled with the ice wind
>From somewhere, wouldn't like to know
Just smile and watch the storm advent...
I am mortal on this ruthless day
Crashed by its steal jaws being downtrodden to his own trace
Faceless but still having my will
Though watching this eternal rain
At the edge now
Just to make a step
Down the road I'm meant to be on
So you thought "I can't fly"
And that appears to be so easy
Leave me, I've chosen
I take this day
With all its hate and despair
So lifeless, gray and exitless
The last day among the lost days
In this hell where I am the only lie
Forever lie like you are
Waiting for the sunrise
The step to the endless night
...Night's getting colder
So the day to come
Too solemn in its grief
Every day a struggle
Every night is infinite
For that who won't listen
Avoiding celestial light
In the trance of the waiting
But without anything to think
I still can't digest
The series of events
Senseless, pointless
Sordid sequence
It left me neuter
And inexistent
Black penitence
It left me... dead
I see your eyes in the mirror
Millions of eyes speculating
In the trance of the waiting
But the usual happens:
Dramatically and absolutely:
Nothing
Every day a struggle
Every night is infinite
For that who won't listen
Avoiding celestial light
My name is Francis Tolliver. I come from Liverpool.
Two years ago the war was waiting for me after school.
To Belgium and to Flanders, to Germany to here,
I fought for King and country I love dear.
It was Christmas in the trenches where the frost so bitter hung.
The frozen field of France were still, no Christmas song was sung.
Our families back in England were toasting us that day,
their brave and glorious lads so far away.
I was lyin' with my mess-mates on the cold and rocky ground
when across
the lines of battle came a most peculiar sound.
Says I "Now listen up me boys", each soldier strained to hear
as one young German voice sang out so clear.
"He's singin' bloddy well you know", my partner says to me.
Soon one by one each German voice joi
ned in in harmony.
The cannons rested silent. The gas cloud rolled no more
as Christmas brought us respite from the war.
As soon as they were finished a reverent pause was spent.
'God rest ye merry, gentlemen' struck up some lads from Kent.
The next they sang was 'Stille Nacht". "Tis 'Silent Night'" says I
and in two toungues one song filled up that sky.
"There's someone commin' towards us" the front-line sentry cried.
All sights were fixed on one lone figure trudging from their side.
His truce flag, like a Christmas star, shone on that plain so bright
as he bravely strode, unarmed, into the night.
Then one by one on either side walked into no-mans-land
with neither gun nor bayonet we met there hand to hand.
We shared some secret brandy and wished each other well
and in a flare-lit soccer game we gave 'em hell.
We traded chocolates, cigarettes and photgraphs from home
these sons and fathers far away from families of their own.
Young Sanders played his squeeze box and they had a violin
this
curious and unlikely band of men.
Soon daylight stole upon us and France was France once more.
With sad farewells we each began to settle back to war.
But the question haunted every heart that lived that wonderous night
"whose family have I fixed with
in my sights?"
It was Christmas in the trenches where the frost so bitter hung.
The frozen fields of France were warmed as songs of peace were sung.
For the walls they'd kept between us to exact the work of war
had been crumbled and were gone for ever
more.
My name is Francis Tolliver. In Liverpool I dwell.
Each Christmas come since World War One I've learned it's lessons well.
That the ones who call the shots won't be among the dead and lame
and on each end of the rifle we're the same.
-- John
McCutcheon "Christmas in the trenches"
Within the misty late year's forest
In times when slouds and trees stand empty
Nine thousand wolves are gathered in the snow
To raise a long and greyish howl.
Ebony black the earth went into the night
Re-awoken, covered now in silver white
Softly veiled by sparking moisture
Out of the wolwes ' throats up to the sky.
Lap of sunrise sweated by birth pains
its child - a cold red fireball
Sharp silhouettes of old and tired eyes
Their cradle stuffed with leaves and fog.
Impossible to march the shortest way today
Come forth tied up all in wolwes' breath
Early , therefore , the evening approaches
even your martyr wears his best suit to this affair
logical reasoning is something you should shoot for
i'll aim for the sky myself
soaring above our city
your heart loses its balance and plummets to this earth
now i walk in circles flipping through old photographs
i've been wounded but not fatally
don't even bother trying to assemble the puzzle
for my compassion is missing
and i'm canceling wishes by the skyful
moving forward i lose track of time and my sense of sight
visit him lord and kiss his cheek for me
and thank him for the glasses
you saved me from his grasp and cleaned all of my wounds
the towel in the ring
alone like yourself
all alone
i sit and read your letters and i force a smile
soaring above our city
your heart loses its balance and plummets to this earth
now i walk in circles flipping through old photographs
Within the misty late year's forestIn times when slouds
and trees stand emptyNine thousand wolves are gathered in
the snowTo raise a long and greyish howl.Ebony black the
earth went into the nightRe-awoken, covered now in silver
whiteSoftly veiled by sparking moistureOut of the wolwes
' throats up to the sky.Lap of sunrise sweated by birth
painsits child - a cold red fireballSharp silhouettes of
old and tired eyesTheir cradle stuffed with leaves and
fog.Impossible to march the shortest way todayCome forth
tied up all in wolwes' breathEarly , therefore , the
Calibrate the virus
Fold down the edges and call openness fatalistic
Count to ten; close your eyes
Carrying your dismay by the buckets full
Dumping them into a river of fortune
Up stream lies gratification
Swim with the current
Bottle your plague and drink it slowly
[Instrumental]
That night God made Himself so real
façade of teared acceptance
Did he reside in your heart
The way you claimed he did?
I weep for I fear I'm guilty of this
I cry for I fear your heart has hardened
I cry for I feel I am the reason
I weep for I fear I'm guilty of this
Don't you know your soul will live forever?
It's up to you, who you choose to worship
Don't you know that He died for you?
So you could live
the stubble on my face engraves my lack of compassion
i'm counting grass blades to pass the time
queen-sized comfort awaits my tired eyes
remember me?
i'm your satire's locksmith
you referred to the way of the sword as hope
despite the blade in your back
two days pass and there is still no sign of the sun
but you wait calmly playing checkers with your gut instinct
on the contrary to the heart's self-imprisonment
your horse-shoes fall like hail
remember me?
i'm your satire's locksmith
you referred to the way of the sword as hope
despite the blade in your back
two days pass and there is still no sign of the sun
but you wait calmly playing checkers with your gut instinct
i hear your name in the wind
my collapsible heart skips a beat
you remain in my head only as a bitter-sweet memory
i've given up sleep
so i can pray for you
day by day, i bite my tongue
i hear your name in the wind
my collapsible heart skips a beat
you remain in my head only as a bitter-sweet memory
the mental song is sung
You and I will start again
I searched for you, once I found you
Now I will not let temptation
Take my soul, my heart, my Savior
This means everything to me
Why must one ignore all His words
Pray he bled his life for me
And now I wont let you slip away
Again I let them turn your words
Against your own forgive
Forgive this life
Forgive this life for my eyes seek you
Broken stained glass reflects my sorrow
Now I pray with tear filled eyes
For the lack of truth within their souls
Never from these hands,
this dream i'm living will never end
when i attempted to place your abominations into words
you fled with disgust
lions weep at the sight of their own weakness
the day's darkness overwhelms our spirits
i'm still fortunate enough to know someone like you
the waves remain placid and invisible
receding the shore with ironically horrific malice
caught in a war against the blues
lions weep at the sight of their own weakness
the day's darkness overwhelms our spirits
i'm still fortunate enough to know someone like you
we walk every where with sheets over our heads
praying they won't recognize us
you're a paper wall
and i'm your wrecking ball
the silence spreads like fire across our field of dreams
lions weep at the sight of their own weakness
the day's darkness overwhelms our spirits
i'm still fortunate enough to know someone like you
you're a paper wall
and i'm your wrecking ball
poetry written in a tongue that only you and i can read
we forget the world with one prolonged embrace
marching to the beat of a near end song
your crystal facade cracks quietly
with the legend of the mantis still fresh in my mind
i continue trying to give you the key
but your foot's already in the door
one hand on the phone
the other on a blank picture frame
left alone to remember all the wonderful memories we never had together
there were no memories for us to have
move your hair from your face and look me in the eyes
with the legend of the mantis still fresh in my mind
i continue trying to give you the key
but your foot's already in the door
forced to forget tomorrow
each breath becomes more precious than the last
drastic weather changes make me tired
hopefully the worst has passed me now
flawlessly gorgeous you looked in that dress
your intentions were more fair than your skin
it hurts to smile when your indecisive ways
freeze my emotionless expressions
marching to the beat of a near end song
your crystal facade cracks quietly
with the legend of the mantis still fresh in my mind
i continue trying to give you the key
but your foot's already in the door
flawlessly gorgeous you looked in that dress
your intentions were more fair than your skin
over and over again, i seem to lose my mind
like a leaf in the wind of the most atrocious of hurricanes
carelessly and directionless it floats away
goodbye
Frantically running through the catacombs of peril
So far from hollow
A nightmare interpreted into something so beautiful
Flooding your senses like tsunami of light
Inferiority races through your veins
Monumental photographic memory
Converted into self-inflicted amnesia
The flowers grow in a perfect circle
Displaying harmony and content
As you pick each one
A part of you dies
Like each perfect blossom
Inferiority races through your veins
Never to surface without warning again
Your life painted before you
Stolen by the most uneducated of thieves
Her smile€™s intoxicating
So let me make a toast to revival
I have enough on my chest to write a novel
And that€™s where it will stay until your ears are open for business
So I can€™t sell myself short this time
A market full of used death beds
The merchant smirks with a mouth filled with saw teeth
You leave the store like your past, empty handed
The needle in the hay stack lies buried in abhorrence
Reverse the cycle
Start with a courtship
And end with the world