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Jonathan Thompson
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Seasons
I'm walking across stubble, it's wet on the ground Another year over and there's no one around A crow cries above me a shot from a far A northeast wind blows howling like a car
I'm thinking how I miss you, I'm thinking how you look A black dog bounds forward then into the brook Up over the meadow chasing it's tail The old man is tiring and he's looking pail
The seasons they come the seasons they go The vigour of youth the wisdom of old The seasons they come the seasons they go Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The rotation of time the story is told
The passing of strangers I see a lady at rest She's feeding her baby with her snow white breast No time for talking I'm feeling a chill My journey's not over no time to kill
I 'm thinking I'll be home soon thinking how you are The rain clouds start falling and the sky's getting dark Storm clouds come quickly I look for some shade A jogger bounces passed me and into the glade
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