By a not unusual mistake
I listen to, soak into
Open Season for My Heart
I dreamt of you last night
Was it a fake dream
As we, half-intently, built
Our snow house in the park
The sky is blue
The road is clear
I'm on my way
Whatever else lies near
Minute by minute
I feel your spark
Minute by minute
I go further into that dark
Minute by minute
I lose your spark
Minute by minute
I move further from the park
This is the clarity of spring
This thing I bring
These songs I sing
They carry the clarity of spring
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