Clear and true upon my pane
I can almost taste your wish
Dear harbinger from heaven,
What now saddens you?
Don’t bring me this blue
As I sit here watching you.
What a grey feeling,
What a gray afternoon
What a journey I have traveled!
So as you sit there looking upon
me muse, would you have any
Clue where I am headed?
I wish you no blue but just seek to know
I hear you, little blemish
Clear and true upon my pane
Had I an inkling we would walk
We suffer one and same fate
But let us seek to know
What a journey I have traveled!
Oh what a journey we will travel!
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