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(Hi9hw)
And I will hang my head
A gray sky - a bitter sting
And under the boughs unbowed
All clothed in a snowy shroud
A rain cloud - a crane on wing
She had no heart so hardened
All under the boughs unbowed
Hang my head low
All out beyond horizon
Each feather it fell from skin
Til threadbare as she grew thin
A gray sky - a bitter sting
How were my eyes so blinded
Each feather it fell from skin
