I unlocked your side.
It got dark and we went north.
Trying to peek through driving snow
And I listened to you low.
Outside the wind got fast and cold.
And made a tiny sound, the ghostly Blow.
You sang low, I listened close.
I tried to join you in your note.
The 3 parts surprised us both:
We 3; you and me and the Blow!
(it will be grey when we get home,
I listen close, you keep me warm.)


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    General Commentthis song is tangled up with grey images of winter. It's haunting, and beautiful, and almost primal. The year could be 1592, or 2006.
    PirateQueenon September 04, 2006   Link
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    General CommentI can't think of any word to describe microphones songs besides beautiful. Archetype of song...
    birdybattleon October 11, 2007   Link

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