The Lakes

Stolen away from restful dream
Abduct the light, abhorrent seed
Feeling brave, we cut it true
Could not say if I had proved much use
Or chaos in regard

Then when the climate comes again
And barrel back, an hour ten
Give it all, miles away
Heads alone at the wildest day that ever takin' hold
Settle with regard all that is called upon

And now to the lake, where at last we'd go
I was not late, I was there below
Though they did wait at the fork in the road
With a trailing shoulder, faded form
And precious left untold
Elements of frost, inches of ice and gauze

I do recall when I hear the wind blow
Further salt and down through the mourning
I do recall when I hear the wind blow



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Writer(s): James Mcmorrow
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