Frost (feat. Drew Mackenzie)

Some day, when trees have shed their leaves
And against the morning's white
The shivering birds beneath the eaves
Have sheltered for the night

We'll turn our faces southward, love
Toward the summer isle
Where bamboos spire to shafted grove

We will seek the quiet hill
Where towers the cotton tree
And leaps the laughing crystal rill
And works the droning bee



Credits
Writer(s): Blair Young
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