Soft but Unexpected
 
 

Why does the song remain the same?
Is springtime made for certain loving?
Or will it over winter beside our discontent

Let's beat the one we were scared of
Where tears do fall
Tumble dried in silent screams

Close friend I feel lost in your time
Night grows cold, ranch-slider dark!
I never liked that alley
Silence often shatters lonely panes

Where light spins joy, butterflies become dizzy
Among bull rushes of glad desire
Though through thought, laughter wrinkles my emotion
As darkness pokes white embers of blacken sorrow

 

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Gregory Brimblecombe
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