Hollow Stones
keep the candles close
the house gets cold
and the fuses blow
when the weather takes its toll
the cables fall in the heavy snow
seasons I know
shadows all trade in gold
slow as she grows
I’ll dissolve in your arms
I’ve taped the windows closed
to throw a bone in November’s spokes
as the light unfolds
the winterborn
return to hollow stones
seasons I know
shadows all trade in gold
slow as she grows
I’ll dissolve in your arms
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