Feb 12, 2006 11:36
Lay your body down upon the midnight snow
Feel the cold of winter in your hair
Here, in a world of your own, in a casing that's grown
To a children's delight, that arrived overnight
And there they come to play their magic games
Carving names upon your frozen hand
Here, in a world of your own, like a sleeper whose eyes
Sees the pain with surprise, as it smothers your cries
They'll never, never know
--Genesis "Snowbound"
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