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The air is crystal clear, and smells of imminent rain
And I am feeling that winter is near
As I walk the streets of this northwestern town
Wondering if someone I know is around
Or, if I'm even close to that
Which, resonating with my heart
Will know me instantly
Inviting me in from the cold.
I walk, and walk, and walk this winding road
Which takes me here and there
Amongst the shops, amongst the homeless
Huddled in the park, amongst the rich and poor,
Wondering upon the doors I knock
Whose houses I am entering
Will I be guided to the one I love...
I think I fear to know them should I stray.
The air is crystal clear
In this community I am making my home...
I believe, I believe
As the raindrops start to fall, kissing me
I awake the dreaming trees
As the wind blows cool across my cheek
I awake the sleeping beast
As winter closes upon us with the rain
We are each other's sunlight
Easing each other's pain
"To share is to be intimate"
I seek, and seek, and seek you
Dreaming lucidly, waking dreams.
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