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10:30 The Spinner's Tale | |
Falling in shadows across your face Sunshine and darkness in perfect harmony Shadows now live where light used to be A spinning where where our memories were spun Weaving our way through the fabric of time Winding the wheel back to where we had begun Spinning away to when you once were mine Here in my chamber waiting for the dawn I turn away the curtains are drawn Somewhere in time when the night began to fall Just for a moment we had it all A spinning where where our memories were spun Weaving our way through the fabric of time Winding the wheel back to where we had begun Spinning away to when you once were mine We choose our path never knowing right or wrong Ribbons get tangled within the storm Just like the widow was weaving her web The spinner’s wheel holds tight to the thread
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