Thursday, August 25, 2016

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Take me back to the dark quiet
Street Under the tall pine tree
Snow falling I remember
It's the cold cold December

The days were gloomy
I wonder if we were blind
To see it was a beginning
A beginning of a dream so wild

The gaze of our eyes
Said the same words
It wasn't us who talked
But our minds and souls

The cold gloomy December
With clouds so grey
Had a bright silver lining
With a price to pay