on
the open meadow golden dusty
i
am the wild lashing rain
it’s
been so long since i last saw your face
n i
wonder if we’ll ever meet again
on
the distant clear horizon fiery
i
am the crow that madly soars
so
long then, my love
i’m
not waiting anymore
in
the lonely house on the misty hill
i
am the unhinged blue door
it’s
only so long you can leave a heart broken
before
you can mend it no more
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