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Winter Bird

Winter Bird

Walking in my sleep
Like the naked trees
Will they wake up again?
Do they sleep? Do they dream?

Feel it as the wind strokes my skin
I am moved by the chill
Hear the winter bird sing

My tears are always frozen
I can see the air I breathe
But my fingers painting pictures
On the glass in front of me
Lay me by the frozen river
Where the boats have passed me by
All I need is to remember
How it was to feel alive

Silent things, violent chase
We are dancing again
In a dream by the lake
Ah…

My tears are always frozen
I can see the air I breathe
But my fingers painting pictures
On the glass in front of me
Lay me by the frozen river
Where the boats have passed me by
All I need is to remember
How it was to feel alive

Rest against my pillow like the aging winter sun
Only wake each morning to remember that you’re gone
So I drift away again
To winter I belong
Ah…

My tears are always frozen
I can see the air I breathe
But my fingers painting pictures
On the glass in front of me
Lay me by the frozen river
Where the boats have passed me by
All I need is to remember
How it was to feel alive

My tears are always frozen…

All I need is to remember
How it was to feel alive
I need to remember
How it was to feel alive

Winter Bird‘ ~Aurora~

It’s been a few days since I’ve said anything of substance, and I hate to say that I don’t have anything more in my head today than I have the last few days. It’s November and I have no idea where October went, the weather is looking like winter is imminent with flurries and highs around the freezing mark. This is Canada, the cold September made it a very short autumn, but what can a person do……just make the best of it and enjoy each minute that’s given to us, I say!

I’m walking deeper into the swamp……..I don’t know where it ends, but I’m going to find out. I’m at the beautifully swampy Black Bayou Lake.

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