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Again for First Time Eamon Friel Cop. Con. In the evening the wind from the north took control of the town And the snow in the night was as white as the stars falling down I watched it whirl saw it circle and swirl I was staring out the window like a child That had never seen snow I need to look at the world again for the first time I need to look at the world again for the first time And the trees in the park by the path have a sermon to preach With their arms in the air winter bare are they making a speech Maybe they sing of the victory of Spring I go crunching cross the gravel on the path For the feel of the sound Let me walk till the streets disappear I’ll remember it then For I know I can find in my mind where it’s morning again Now the rain’s done there’s a sparkle of sun They’re reflected in the water on the road And I’m walking on sky
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