- 歌詞
- アルバムリスト
October Gold
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Snow Ghosts
The storm has come and brought with it the cold In the dead of winter, the quiet comes alive In this hilltop cabin where I sit patiently The window is frosted in patterns of leaves
Without a word, frozen in time, Melting down into closed eyes Underneath electric winter skies The wind plays in patterns in the fields nearby...
The north wind blows the snow ghosts all around The cold wind cleans all the cobwebs from my head
Snow ghosts dancing up the hillside The cold wind cleans all the cobwebs from my head
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