The
wait has been long
For the hues to burst out
The pinks and the pastels
Are delayed beyond doubt
For the hues to burst out
The pinks and the pastels
Are delayed beyond doubt
Holding
to its last leg
The toothless frigid frost
Let go, if it doesn’t
Our spring could be lost
The toothless frigid frost
Let go, if it doesn’t
Our spring could be lost
Winter
and summer alone
Cannot hold the balance
The moderates play their part
Even if there isn’t valiance
Cannot hold the balance
The moderates play their part
Even if there isn’t valiance
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