Winter Song

I’ve felt the seasons each with passing time
each with weather tuned to its own phase
winter brings a cold I may not survive
if it weren’t for warmth that comes in its own ways

some say what’s in the sky depends on what’s in your mind
but how can you light a fire when the rain won’t dry?
to me seems like a big thing to deny
in the long run, just a different way to lie

bring your ice, bring your frost
bring your chills, don’t count the cost

bring your winds, make things die
have no mercy, cloud the sky

spring is bright and warm on certain days
summer is the single most bold
autumn is bright and warm on certain days
they all bring their days of dark, dark cold

winter’s frost forms in ways unclear
many of these chills i cannot relieve
the other seasons hint its coming’s near 
kinda like winter never leaves

bring your ice, bring your frost
bring your chills, don’t count the cost

bring your winds, make things die
have no mercy, cloud my sky

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