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Here I Cam, the guardian of the golden Fgrain
A Dmman but not a Gman who has a Cbrain
I'll Dmsee a million Gsuns 'til I feel Cpain
Flood the whole world down the Dmdrain
And when the Glight is gone, and Call that's left is thunder
Still DmI won't even Gshiver when it Crains
And all the Dmbirds fly home for Gwinter
And CI'm still caught up in the A7spring
It Dmseems that with a Gsingle sigh
The Cwhole world turns to pass me by
I Dmwish I could've Gshivered when it Crained
The farmer's Cdog sinks her teeth into my Fleg
Leaves Dmpinholes blooming Gfields of poppies Cred
My Dmskin is a garden grown of Gmemories shed
Through the Cblood I have not Dmbled
Of tattered Gclothes and straw But Cwhat's the point of planting
If a Dmfeeling cannot Gflower within my Chead?
And all the Dmbirds fly home for Gwinter
And CI'm still caught up in the A7spring
It Dmseems that with a Gsingle sigh
The Cwhole world turns to pass me by
I Dmwish I could've Gshivered when it Crained
My Clegs are a bench for all the friends I Fhaven't made yet
My Dmchest is bed for a Gheart that isn't Chere to rest
My Dmhands are a perch for the Gcrows that come to Cpeck
But they're all long gone and Dmdead So really, Gwhat am I
But a s Cack of sticks and hay I bet DmI don't even Ghave a sil Chouette
And all the Dmbirds fly home for Gwinter
And CI'm still caught up in the A7spring
It Dmseems that with a Gsingle sigh
The Cwhole world turns to pass me by
I Dmwish I could've Gshivered when it Crained
I Dmwish I could've Gshivered when it Crained
I Dmwish I could've Gshivered when it Crained
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