Imagine you were
Grey as the morning dew
On a rime frost pale Meadow Sharp and Dear
Imagine you were
Scared of your lazy self
When the ice breaks
You pocket thoughts
And your faded beliefs
Imagine you were
Able to scream out your last will loud
And rest before the dance
And rest before the time of your life
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