Lend me your walking stick
And I lean on it
And I walk on out through the snow bound yard
Past the neighbours on the lawn
Drinking last year out
I leave this town, cut the year off clear
Cauterized by leaving
Sick and tired of living last year
Roll out the tarmac and baptize the air craft
Escaping loss and push me off
The cold can bleach us out
And freeze our doubt
And all that you knew becomes muffled and mute
But I'm done with it
All this standing stiff
When I move my mouth only snow comes out
Euthanized by whiteness
But I'll arise despite this last year
So roll out the tarmac and baptize the aircraft
Escaping loss and push me off
Should old acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind
Should acquaintance be forgot
And auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We'll take a cup of kindness yet
For auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We'll take a cup of kindness yet
For auld lang syne
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