The winter reaches out across frostbitten skies
Moonlight frames the shadows amid rending winds
Yellow lights flicker in quaint village inns
Late night recalls the sound of violins
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Generational spirits surround the rustic old cabin
Cinder black mountains blend with forgotten lakes
The ground stretches forth as the new day breaks
On faded out billboards with ham and pancakes
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Dreams became man's hunger for things that could be
Clocks were wound by shades of weathered hands
Retracing the footsteps that fed the barren lands
Brings you to a gathering where stillness now stands
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Say goodbye to the distance in your wandering eyes
Climb mountains that are strung as onyx pearls
Where tumbleweeds play amid sand storm swirls
And wild burros are fed by boys and girls