And now that it's all over, the birds can nest again
I'll only snow when the sun comes out
I'll shine only when it starts to rain
And if you want a drink, just squeeze my hand
And wine will flow into the land and feed my lambs
For I am a mirror, I can reflect the moon
I will write songs for you, I'll be your silver spoon
I'm sorry I took your time, I am the poem that doesn't rhyme
Just turn back the page, I'll waste away
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