My mind’s a little scattered
Not knowing what to do
But all that’s ever mattered
Comes in my love for you
Though our hopes look tattered
Yet we will come through
Let all despair be shattered
Let’s seize our dreams anew!
The tree – again! – it’s roaring white
Firing snow into the air
Lean long branches flash, declare...
They say the street is swept and cleaned by sunrise
At nine the traffic stops and blackbirds sing...
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