.Dust of football fields still rising
To a cardboard moon
Wreaths of dark linoleum are
Sailing to the moon
Tea at the refectory
Then your fingers start to freeze
As the nights draw in
And we drift like smoke
White nights rise
Birds all night
Calling from the down.
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