Because he knows the cold is getting close.
It is Rested in the Sticks.
But then again his parents said,
"He's fine the way he is."
But they failed to say that they themselves,
Could not evade the mist.
How come?
On the vine and in the fruit, for the spines of you,
Heaven placed a seed of faith for the aged and for the youth,
Because they know the cold is getting close.
They fear it like us.
Oh God I feel the waterfall,
A universal 'hush.'
With a breath, I take the white away,
And leave without trust.
How come?
Come now, honey, don't mean nothing at all.
I'm not crazy, it's the way that I talk.
All my visions are escapable dazes,
All you ridicule a beautiful face.
Sometimes Love will have a way with words,
Sometimes clumsy just to see how it hurts.
I've got fear that could break a foundation,
But I've got love, and love is enough
For one black day.
I fall around your feet and marry you to me.
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