Almanac

There's a season in your eyes And a fever on your breath And you're anchored to the tide And the rhythm in your chest I read the rings and count the city lights You sing a static sonnet on the dial You could take a walk, through the mines Or you could spend all your days Just waiting for the night The stones that skip, the dust that turns to fire I see it all reflected in your eyes It's in your eyes

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