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Save me and all my friends a spot
On a faucet mountain top
As we slide up this silver rock
And through the wintry air
We’ll find ourselves again
“Aww, what a cheerful time
To lay here in the snow after a careful climb.”
And now our little arms wave in arches
And forms a wing design
Sweeping our legs we shape the gowns
Bell choir softly chimes
Lifting our angels o’er the town
Frosting our roofs in white
“Heaps and heaps of snow falling free from their wings near and far.
But the heap is to big it’s starting to give where we are.”
Save me and all my friends a spot
On a faucet mountain top
As we slide down this silver rock
And through the wintry air
I’ve lost my way again
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