Official Secrets Act - December | Текст песни

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This December
Don't fly away
On holiday
You're here to stay

The ghosts of summer
Litter the street
Dare they mistreat
Your winged feet

This time of the year
The feeling comes over me
I know where I'll be
The pull of the spheres
The weight of the galaxies
I know where I'll be

Disregarding
The winter birds
Their silent words
You seldom heard

Now the graveyard
Where lies the sun
In years to come
Its journey done

When summer was here
You forgot so easily
Now I know where I'll be
The blood on the trees
The cycle releases me
I know where I'll be

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Youth confined me
Out in the fields
Just standing still
Just standing still

The words have never
Come easily
Can't I be free
To choose the freeze

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