Teen Daze
The Harvest
The logs are stacked up for the winterAnd the dogs, they are peeking off through the coldThe havest is coming to an end nowAnd my heart is the only thing left to setooohI went over, the greyhound in the morningIt will take me across, across these frozen landsNow the praries have not been the kindest to meBut the windows now clearing enough to seeoooohAnd now i am sleepingThe only moving vessel that I seeThinking of warmer times to comeLet me open myself up to my dreamsI know I am halfway through the pastooooh
From Letras Mania