Finding a Place to Park and Ride

A lady fair is she
That walks along the riverside
lay me down some sunny Summer clothes
Into the waters we dive and rise
Winnow down low under the evergreens
The same old days we danced with fire

My keys all broke
The wind had spoke
Away the boy of Northern Skies
Our dreams had all written of
The same great stories we liked to tell
No one ever knew so well,
Of days. like glory, a life above
Melting souls around the fire’s spell.

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