Leaves are trembling now as they fear
While this black & white picture gets clear
As a rose that hurts inside
As a withering page of mine
While this black & white picture gets clear
As a rose that hurts inside
As a withering page of mine
One loss, dear
Winter's near
In this sacred soul they rest
In this sacred soil their nest
And this winter's bringing moons
While it outside whisper
I'm your now
Take your time
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