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Produced & Engineered by Don Zientara
Mixed by So Uehara

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The red trees came and went.
Autumn fell and winter's spent.
Today's high is 40 degrees; today's low is lament.
Cold wind rubs her chilly tears
off her frost beaten rosy cheeks.
She says she is okay,
but her teeth are chattering,
and I can't warm her.
I can't warn her
that I am worn.

Thrown summer melodies
in the dead night of winter's bite.
My heart hears the laughter die,
and I'll act as not to cry.
Well, the season's tearing through
our own chapped weathered skin -
dry of soothing, dry of passion,
we hold hands,
if just to stay warm.
But you never felt so cold.
Your face never looked so old,
and I'm too numb.

And I can't warm her,.
I can't warn her
that I am worn.

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from Sketches, released February 6, 2019

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