Feel this, true:
Daddy's ghost behind you
Sleeping dog beside you
You're a poem of mystery
You're the prayer inside me
Spoken words like moonlight
You're the voice that I like
Needlework and seedlings
In the way you're walking
To me from the timbers
Faded from the winter
Song: Iron & Wine, "Faded from the Winter"
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