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We have soft clocks taking off
The abandoned widow blessed of
Furthermore granted in desperation
To talk to those sent of a friendly nation.
Wandering out into the yard
A frost-covered bellow a chiseled song.
Oh gather me father from these deadened branches
That I rest upon in the days I pray
I am waking up and the snowflakes rest on my eyelashes
I close my eyes and the day fades away.
Black and white, blue covered hue
You are the sunlight coming through my window.
Let's scurry on home.
Blanket of strawberry flavored wine and the afternoon in summer.
The abandoned widow blessed of
Furthermore granted in desperation
To talk to those sent of a friendly nation.
Wandering out into the yard
A frost-covered bellow a chiseled song.
Oh gather me father from these deadened branches
That I rest upon in the days I pray
I am waking up and the snowflakes rest on my eyelashes
I close my eyes and the day fades away.
Black and white, blue covered hue
You are the sunlight coming through my window.
Let's scurry on home.
Blanket of strawberry flavored wine and the afternoon in summer.