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Winter
There is no such thing as a winter of my discontent, and there is much beauty in its starkness.
AM - vocals, acoustic and electric guitars
Ralph Gordon - bass
Robbie Magruder - drums
Mary Byrd Brown – harmony vocals
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Lyrics:
Words & music A. McKnight, ©2000 Catalooch Music, BMI
Verse 1
Winter's face hangs on the moon,
its tranquil sea so far from June
foxprints in the fresh snowfall
windows frosted, blue jays call
Chorus
Light is lasting longer, shadows slowly shorten in my room
the cold is taking wing, the snow surrendering
winter will soon be leaving
Verse 2
Colors muted in the chill,
some might call these bitter pills
I've stopped to take this freeze-frame view
of how that ice broke me and you
Chorus
Break
Chorus
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