Dancing bears, painted wings
Things I almost remember
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory
Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart used to know,
Things it yearns to remember...
And a song Someone sings...
Once upon a December
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If I Fade Away
.....Would anyone notice?
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