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Up into my mind
It fell so cold as I was outside working,
as the sun was going down.
I won't be warm for some time now.
And the birds were singing so early this morning,
a rogue hymn upon the wind.
I'll be smiling on, into the evening.
I was OK for a while waiting for you,
but it has gone so very quite now.
And I feel like I need you close.
It's always been dark in this room where I stay;
Theirs windows, but the glow is kept at bay
when the sun is shining through.
It never seems to be warm in here.
And the drafts creep through the floorboards,
dragging up, into my mind.
