Winter’s Muse

CHORUS

May the dark be my friend
May the muse comfort me warmly
May winter be a sacred cut
Of healing and remembering

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As the darkness sets in
So does the deep dread 
inside my chest cavity 
There’s gravity and oh god oh god it’s about to get bad 

Then there’s the cold
Winter’s on for so long
It hurts down to my toes can’t put it on pause 
Tell me when it’s over

There’s frost on the windshield
More mounds to move 
And glorious napping, hours of makeup sleep to consume

I declare a truce 
And call in the muse
Let go of resentment 
I’d like to make peace with you now and say

Song Catcher - Alicia Claire