Song I wrote today. In this song “winter” might also be a metaphor for “hard times” or “old age”. Will add stems. Lyrics:

WHEN WINTER COME
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CHORDS
C (B), Am, F, G, Am
C (B), Am, F, Em, Am, G

C, Em, F, G, Am
C, Em, F, Em, Am G
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CHORUS
let not cold shadows slip between us
or bitter winds blow out our flame
or storm clouds cover us in darkness
when winter come, may we shine on just the same
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when leaves fall from the trees
songs of summer start to fade
rumours of winter on the breeze
morning glory cast into shade …
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soon icy breath will hang in the air
frosty stars freeze to the sky
when wintry gales howl over mountains bare
how will we fare, you and I?
[will we stay together or say goodbye?]
[maybe save some summer if we try?]
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CHORUS
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oh when gold turns to grey
and time ploughs furrows round our eyes
and tomorrow turns into yesterday
what will we say, you and I?
[will we stick together or wave bye-bye?]
[maybe save some summer if we try?]
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CHORUS
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