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Oh, winter, |
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We are falling, |
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We are hiding, |
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We are hibernating. |
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In the depths of the wake, |
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In the depths of the dark, |
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In the depths of the wake, |
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In the depths of our dreams, |
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And so it seems, |
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That winter comforts me. |
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When we come inside the eye of the storm, |
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As we sit by the fire and watch the embursts burn, |
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Oh, can you feel the warmth inside our cave, |
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As we drink our wine and forget about our days. |
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Winter, on my knees, |
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Winter, begging please, |
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Winter, I will say, snow again today, |
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So, that we can hide away. |
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Oh, winter... |
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While the bears sleep, |
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And the owl hoot, |
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And the wolves cry, |
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And the dogs bark out, |
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And the birds sing loud. |
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I will say what a glorious day, |
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For us to hide away. |
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It's the silence inside that colors out the room. |
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As we sit by the fire and watch the embursts burn. |
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Oh, can you feel the peace inside our cave |
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As we drink our chamomile and reminisce about those days. |
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Winter, on my knees, |
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Winter, I will say, snow again today, |
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So that we can hibernate. |
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Oh, winter comforts me, |
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Winter on my knees, |
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Winter begging please, |
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Winter, I will say, snow again today. |
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So that we can hibernate. |
