Cold wind blows and cuts through the morning
Skies of grey begin to part
Light lilts in without any warning
Sprouting seeds to balm the bark
Casting out darkness
The line that marks the start
Winter’s nearly done
Winter’s nearly done
Day stands still, stretching the evening
Trace your hand down my back
Daffodils grow past the grieving
Hearts made of stone begin to crack
Casting out darkness
As spring bleeds through the black
Winter’s nearly done
Winter’s nearly done
Winter’s nearly done
Winter’s nearly done
Winter’s nearly done
Winter’s nearly done
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