Stirring in winds breath
the naked fields come alive
the harvester smiles
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Stirring in winds breath
the naked fields come alive
the harvester smiles
That cold wind breathing
That cold wind breathing
the grit out of my spine
That cold wind breathing
the grit out of my spine
puffs of air so fine
Let paper hold me
Let paper hold me
and fly me high in the wind
Let paper hold me
and fly me high in the wind
free as an eagle
Shivering robins
Shivering robins
tilt their head—what do they hear?
Shivering robins
tilt their head—what do they hear?
cats meowing nearby.
you give me your hand
You give me your hand
together we walk through life
You give me your hand
together we walk through life
else life walks through us
Whoa! I like.Quote:
Originally Posted by firefangled
do I cross your mind
Love it! :thumbs_upQuote:
Originally Posted by firefangled
Do I cross your mind
as you sail a paper sea