Here It Comes

3 Dec

The vision that was planted in my brain

Silence like a cancer grows

Here comes the sun.

Little darlings

Here it comes

That ice is slowly melting

Call her Green and the winters cannot fade her

He’s a nonconformer

Sometimes there’ll be sorrow

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

She once was a true love of mine.

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