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winter finds us all

 

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Here we are again 
The grey skies turn to rain 
And by the shores of no return 
The light is almost gone 

Winter finds a way 
In and out of morning haze 
And here we are again to learn 
The dark hours of love 

And 
All the clouds will gather 
One by one they fall 
And 
All the skies are haunting 
Winter finds us all 
And 
All the hearts that weather 
One by one are torn 
And 
All this time are searching 
In a lifeless call 

If only dreams remain 
The grey skies fall the same 
And in the sands, moonlight turns 
The Silver back into a gold 

Winter finds a way 
In and out of morning haze 
And here we are again to learn 
The dark hours of love 

And 
All the clouds will gather 
One by one they fall 
And 
All the skies are haunting 
Winter finds us all 
And 
All the hearts that weather 
One by one are torn 
And 
All this time are searching 
In a lifeless call 

 

music by phillip presswood

lyrics by phillip callaghan

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