Once Around The House

High Highs

The night time for to talk in
The night time for the tow

The home was restless and alone
Buried in the snow

The wind blew down the chimney now
It left the fire dead 

I'll curl once around the house
And hurry on to bed

I wonder if you sat down
Try not to worry


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