in feet of snow
on wings of miles
by travelling
I found my ways
to be with you
in hearts and hearths
on Christmas Eve
and other days
and when the dark
comes gathered in
and spooky winds
blow candles out
I cupped my hands
about your ears
and whispered soft
to still your doubt
Man, I wrote that like, all in one go!
Not sure about the end part.
Uh, the mixed-tense shtick is deliberate. Not that that's any excuse.
on wings of miles
by travelling
I found my ways
to be with you
in hearts and hearths
on Christmas Eve
and other days
and when the dark
comes gathered in
and spooky winds
blow candles out
I cupped my hands
about your ears
and whispered soft
to still your doubt
Man, I wrote that like, all in one go!
Not sure about the end part.
Uh, the mixed-tense shtick is deliberate. Not that that's any excuse.
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