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PHILLIP CALLAGHAN
Poet/Lyricist/Artist
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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