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The clouds bear down on the mountain
Like a weary woman trying to rest
Finding solace where there is none
The trees bend and sway, as the wind
Howls, and the clouds darken like night
Think of me as you look up to see
The ominous clouds against the serene mounds
Come to me, as the wind howls
That i may give you peace and love
In one warm embrace, and look at my face
Then you will know the meaning
of solace.
Like a weary woman trying to rest
Finding solace where there is none
The trees bend and sway, as the wind
Howls, and the clouds darken like night
Think of me as you look up to see
The ominous clouds against the serene mounds
Come to me, as the wind howls
That i may give you peace and love
In one warm embrace, and look at my face
Then you will know the meaning
of solace.
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