Come away, leave the day
Fall into a dream
Beauty bare, sweet
They say there's a place where dreams have all gone
They
Tumbling through space
I didn't hear them call
I must have lost
Have I committed sins
That never have been? Of course
Am I
This morning early I walked on while my darling was
Snow falls, silent and slow
On the unforgiving land
You stand clutching
Empty station
He is waiting on a silent afternoon
Summer's waning and
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