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So
It goes my sparrowhawk
The air became a darker shade
Of ominous
No
Joke, no genuflect
You spoke no regret
When your body spoke
It spoke of death
Oh
You can't slow the fading light
No
The question on your mind
The question always on your mind
Was on mine
Like
A scythe in rising moon
Another field blooms
Your spirit still
So
A poem on wire and wood
Of grass is green yonder
Of a hinge on which your whole life turns
Oh
You can't slow the fading light
No
The question on your mind
The question always on your mind
Was on mine
You are all I know my winter
You my grey jay
You my snowchild
Oh
You can't slow the fading light
Oh
You can't slow the rake of time
The question on your mind
Was the question on my mind
So
It goes my crow my rook
Hope can be a hook
Time might love you back