What a life I lead in the summer
What a life I lead in the spring
What a life I lead when the wind, it breathes
What a life I lead in the spring
What a life I lead when the sun breaks free
As a giant torn from the clouds
What a life indeed when that ancient seed
Is a-buried, watered and plowed
What a life
What a life
What a life
What a life
What a life I lead in the summer
What a life I lead in the spring
What a life I lead when the wind, it breathes
What a life I lead in the spring
You dont listen to these do you?
1 comment:
Well. Eventually fall and winter must come. I hope they enjoy the spring and summer while they last. All things die. It is the fate of every living thing
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