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The Tragedy


Snow is falling

winter is calling

winter is calling you

snow is falling

winter is calling

winter is calling you

old man sitting on the corner

old man been there for years

old man weeping on the corner

trying to find whats his

old man weeping on the corner

 waiting on winter again 

he needs help

he needs help

he needs heaven

he needs heaven

old manwaiting by the corner

trying to find somewhere warmer tonight 

winters coming 

winters coming

old man sitting on the corner

trying to find whats his 

when i was your cravingand only this mattered

this jingle bell sanctified sugared in battered

our heathenous appitite ever and after

like christmas will save us and bathe us in rapture

mr. happy , mr matrimony , mr half-a-block-away-from-stony

i love you 

theres something haunting daunting about your presence 

casper essence ghost of christmas past 

phantom of unraveling his laugh

opera , string quartet

curtain up but the the whole room darkened up

i know winter was calling you

me baby my baby

he chris with the kringle in rooms filled with ladies

they are loving his prescence

a blessing a blessing

im guessing you youre happy 

om knowing you answered

when winter was calling you

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