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Winter... has not yet come but it’s not afar

As I approach my fireplace

Wary...

This is a sanctuary and a hideaway

I light a flame and end the day

And something comes alive, it’s burning, turning into fire

Shows me a wonder under the November sky

I stare and stare and dare not speak a word or whisper

I might scare it away by the smallest sound

Tonight, I don’t need much for a serene mood

A hatchet and some firewood

And something comes alive, it’s burning, turning into fire

Shows me a wonder under the November sky

I’m not alone

There just happens to be no-one here

Where the stars are near and air is clear

Crystals of water are frozen into ice

Where your eyes don’t meet the city lights

I’m not alone

There just happens to be no-one here

Where the stars are near and air is clear

Crystals of water are frozen into ice

Where your eyes don’t meet the city lights!