Glacier
You were standing thereout in the cold
I couldn’t help
the wind was blowing
down the mystic mountain side
I couldn’t see
you tried to run
I couldn’t grasp
your finger tips
all you wanted
was to hold on
The wind was strong
the ice it blew
all around
there was nothing
I could do
I lost you there
on that mountainside
I turned to leave
I had to go
I slipped and fell
The ice was flowing
down the mountainside
The thought of you
was the last thought
on my mind
as I sunk down
that frozen sea
and we became as one
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