Those were the days I wondered the future
Those were the days I dreamt of the past
Those were the days when I had no teacher
The days before the die was cast.
This is the night - the fire is dying
an ember still glows, but I'll stoke it no more.
This is the night - the floorboards are sighing
December ice flows through the cracks in the floor.
Winter came quickly, took my breath from me,
hardened my heart, shook me to the core.
Frost heaves and rock salt, ice on the streets,
a message in the snow you left with your feet.
Lover, you left me right where you found me
You left me like the summer, you left me at dawn

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