when i pass by that old family grave or feel a cold wind bite i feel safe. i'm glad to know there's a spot for me hidden beneath the snow. on winter's eve the leaves hit the floor and my friends go back away somewhere to respective homes. i'm glad to know that we call this home. back again and fine, everyone's alright, arizona ice with this girl of mine. now scared of sleep, my friends will stay up all night. i'm glad to know so bury the hole.
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