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Being driven by times sense of completion yearly returns dearly,

Deathly hallows borrowed to be excused of being abused doesn't happen freely,

The return of those I yearn who've lost everything in the winter burn, feeling wheezy,

The wind aloft to bring cleansed air from the mountain top that invigorates sweetly,

A reminder of the change, because the cabin fever makes you insane, bit by bit being so sneaky,

Together in this rut feeling so stuck, I'm ready to find hope as I choke discreetly,

Overtime in with no time off, heart ravaged feeling belittled and soft so secretly,

The fiend couldn't come clean as my spirit withered away almost completely,

A new dawn of bronze within this song, brings hope to carry on no longer feeling lazy,

The recourse by judgement to flourish instead of plummet, I'm swollen but awoken to partake life ideally,

Resusicating life's hope given back yearly.