Snowy mountain sides,
with trees on,
cold winds blowing by,
my season,
blinded by the light,
everything I see,
right as rain,
dead October daze,
no reason,
lying in the hay,
with heat on,
nearly stuck on you,
you are rubber,
I am glue,
and it doesn't have to take too long to win it back,
when the bees are sleeping,
days of little hours growing longer as we walk,
through solemn singing,
when the choir has begun we strike a pose,
and the bells start ringing,
past and present lights,
are shining,
magic carpet rides,
while dining,
lined up by the tides,
cold and icy blue,
winter land,
I know this to be,
a pleasure,
all is entity,
no measure,
this my elegy,
find out what it means,
to me,
and it doesn't have to take too long to win it back,
from a time of weeping,
see the children running by with swords and paper hats,
hide and seeking,
and the widows had a gift for stuffing in the cracks,
in the walls of wailing.


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