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Death Of An Old Year

This song is by Beau and appears on the album Fly The Bluebird (2014).

It's the depth of the winter and out of the darkness
The neon tube flashes, a sliver to splinter
An eye that is streaming that snow has blown into
And melted, slowly melted clear away.

It's the last of December, a night of no reason,
For friends who look forward and friends who remember.
The fire once that flared is now but an ember
The snow falls - oh, the snow falls down upon.

And some of us wander the valley of shadows
In fervour and faith and with rifles to hand;
And as yesterday's hero lies deep in the sand
Of the old year, so I peer from the train...

It's the death of an old year as I leave the station
To face the arena, to stand on my own here
Erupting in fire. And over the wire
I'm flying - as I'm dying, like my bullets in the snow.

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