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Last Days of WinterI spy with my little eye, the sun shining brightly, the clouds rolling byThe last days of winter now seem so far away And everything looks green when it used to be gray And I've watched the change like the changing in my mind And I chased the leaves like the words I never find Like the people I knew who I sometimes see today Some still bright like fire and some faded away I turn on the radio and someone's playing a song I turn on the news, hear what's going on I turn on my back when I'm full of beer I turn off the news when I don't want to hear And I've seen a girl looking so very sad Nothing left but a memory of all the times she's had And I've seen a man looking so sad inside Nothing left but the memories from which he cannot hide So I learned to fight with a weapon called the word I learned to rise my voice so that I'd be heard I learned to fight with a weapon called the word I learned to raise my voice but I've never been heard |