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8 Below Zero
Zero
She greeted my face with the back of her hand.
Fifth and MacDougal, crossing the street,
Last rose of summer I happen[ed] to meet
I checked it for blood, made no reprimand
It's been a long time, I said casually,
In a voice with inflections heard in my dreams
She said June 21st, 1983
A long time ago, not so long as it seems...
"I'll buy you some coffee," I said "Come inside.
Tell me who's living, tell me who's died,
Whatever happened Like all of the rest, he went back where he came.
Eight below zero, nowhere to go
Eight below zero, face to the wind
Eight below zero, too cold to snow
It must have been written I'd see you again
I asked how it happened she still remained
She laughed without humor, "I'd ask you the same.
You climbed up the ladder, stepped off the top.
She picked out the berries, neglected the crust.
You never were someone who knew when to stop."
"I'll stop when I'm buried," I said in reply
And ordered two pieces of blueberry pie.
"Like you," she said, "I never knew who to trust"
Never got cheated, and look at us now.
You've got protection, your gamble paid off
But the fact you came back shows it wasn't enough.
We never knew when, we never knew how,
It's eight below zero, too cold to snow,
Catching her drift, I made motions to go
But she stuck out her foot. My balance collapsed,
I made up my mind to leave it right there,
Rightly or wrongly, I didn't much care.
Familiar perfume from the lap of her dress
Fell to my knees with my head in her lap.
Kingdoms have fallen defending much less.
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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