Remember when you woke and you'd slept in a heap of snow
Well this time is different now that the violets grow
Still we need a fire to keep us warm
So this is why the children stretch their height
Above those cardboard walls to reach the sun light
Then bring your friends to tear it down
In these days of fall the spring is where I'll be
And I'll bring a little touch of ivory
Never more will warmth be out of reach

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