.Behold dark February, the birds began to sing a song so cold (so cold)
Now I'm wondering if you hear me, as the spring-time grows the final blade of hope (well I hope)
All the so cold signs say it's over, though I reach out for tomorrow (ow)
A shadow of doubt gliding over, still I remain.
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