Vile Excesses

Solstice brings the chill winds to an end

Blows summers into chambers cold

Dressed as she is in her green and gold

Winter moon turns in another sky

Spun by a ghostly sailor's hand

Freezing the earth of another land

If the winter winds have made you cold

Can you not be glad they have not made you old

With wondering and learning how to fly

All that stands must fall to ash and sand

Struggling to grasp the spirit's hand

Brings sadness raining from within the song of songs

Tell me show me teach me where you've been

Did you see shadows of unicorns

Did you wear laurels or a crown of thorns

Tell me show me teach me where you've been

Did you see shadows of unicorns

Did you wear laurels or a crown of thorns

Dance through sadness dance through tears of rage

Dance for the poet d-d-dance for the Queen

Dancing for something you've never seen

Rhapsodising pain will make you blind

Harmonising rain can help you find

The way to understand and learning how to cry

All that stands must fall to ash and sand

Struggling to grasp another's hand

Brings sadness raining from within the song of songs

And if time should turn her other cheek

It's no illusion to be unique

In your own eye is the light you seek

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