Drifting quite madly quite out of reach
Observers run circles familiar to each
Ribbons and kites are blown by the breeze
They catch in the boughs in the dark of the trees
The way the wind blows the trees by the lake
The frost on the windows as i lie awake
You're crazy as toenails you fill me with fear
It's over again but there's always next year
Observers run circles familiar to each
Ribbons and kites are blown by the breeze
They catch in the boughs in the dark of the trees
The way the wind blows the trees by the lake
The frost on the windows as i lie awake
You're crazy as toenails you fill me with fear
It's over again but there's always next year
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