I'm made of wood
I'm a shadow from the dullest light on earth
I'm December snow, stuck on your nose
I'm the eyelash kiss you'd given him to pull his frozen body from the cold
It was the warmest love, of the morning sun
but i'm just wood
and winter's frozen my limbs to the earth
I'm the eerie tones, of your rattlin' bones
I'm the wind chimed notes whose pitches wrote the story better than my voice ever could
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When you lay beneath the stones
When the sky has sapped your soul
Will you ask the wind to blow
The wind to blow your body home
The wind won't blow your body home
Well the wind won't blow your home
If the wind wont blow your body home
i will have to have to hold your bones
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