enter slow
the half-lit hall
eternal glow
for want of all
that first snow brings
as hope unto the heart
as mortal things
we sing to make a start
the sky is near
half the roof is gone
but we are here
let's take the air in song
so far from earth
it's bliss where we have come
to bleed our mirth
in dream we are as one
and free to fully know
as one can ever do
the feel of our first snow
it's bathing me and you
as ever coming clean
two shadows beneath stars
we e'er transcend by means
of loving all the scars
sun soon pulls away at night
lay still, the sky is near
half-gone roofs permit the light
to show us we're still here
you said that we must not forget
for feeling our first snow
no matter what these times beget
to always take things slow
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