To write one song, I said
As sad as the sad wind
That walks around my bed
Having one simple fall
As a candle-flame swells, and is thinned
As a curtain stirs by the wall
— For this I must visit the dead
Headstone and wet cross
Paths where the mourners tread
A solitary bird
These call up the shade of loss
Shape word to word
To write one song, I said
As sad as the sad wind
That walks around my bed
Having one simple fall
As a candle-flame swells, and is thinned
As a curtain stirs by the wall
— For this I must visit the dead
Headstone and wet cross
Paths where the mourners tread
A solitary bird
These call up the shade of loss
Shape word to word
As sad as the sad wind
That walks around my bed
Having one simple fall
As a candle-flame swells, and is thinned
As a curtain stirs by the wall
— For this I must visit the dead
Headstone and wet cross
Paths where the mourners tread
A solitary bird
These call up the shade of loss
Shape word to word
To write one song, I said
As sad as the sad wind
That walks around my bed
Having one simple fall
As a candle-flame swells, and is thinned
As a curtain stirs by the wall
— For this I must visit the dead
Headstone and wet cross
Paths where the mourners tread
A solitary bird
These call up the shade of loss
Shape word to word
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