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It's Cold.mp3
          written in upstate New York

It's Cold

It's cold
But never the matter
And I wonder just where I am
And I think I might be alone
And I really wonder about
I think I just feel this way

I see a tree
Right in front of me
And a toy on the ground
And lines in the air
Tell me now
What do they mean

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