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a cold and desolate night

i hear the wind blowing

is that my heart shivering

be still my desolate heart

i hear the wind pounding

i feel the wind behind me

be still my heavy heart

forgetting my place in this storm

wait! tapping i hear you tapping but who, my soul wonders

is it you my ghostly friend

sigh of relief it's just the winter's wind

obnoxious winds

the fire flickering about as though in a trance

winter's wind blowing at every chance

i hear it again tapping

tapping as though someone carefully stepping

be still my fearful heart

her memory has left it's mark

be still my fearful heart

see! it's only the winter's wind so dark and cold

blowing as if it was leaving it's mark

i watch the dancing flames

remembering distant thoughts

at a chance to relive this once warm place

remembering why i chose this place

this now god forsaken place

two people sharing their dreams under the stars

who knew those trees help so many ravens

each of his own burdens of sorrow and misery

the summer stars and the winter's wind