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Tue, Feb. 2nd, 2010 12:37 amI'm glad to see the world through the winter palette,
The colour wheels stall between the green and blue.
No white, no snow-melt, no ice-bound lakes,
Just birdsong strung across a cobalt blue void.
Have I mentioned recently that I love Powderfinger? Yes? Well I'll say it again anyway.
The colour wheels stall between the green and blue.
No white, no snow-melt, no ice-bound lakes,
Just birdsong strung across a cobalt blue void.
Have I mentioned recently that I love Powderfinger? Yes? Well I'll say it again anyway.