There will be days
When everything that is made
Will be unmade and made again
When the land heaves and pitches
And the dark sea stands still
Warm snowflakes melt my cold body
Till nothing is left
There will be days
When everything that is made
Will be unmade and made again
When
Sunlight leaves me blind
And I see in the night
The darkness as clear as daytime
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