spring

with my endless love to the greatest Johnny Cash and Dolly Parton. Yes, I got Suno to sound very similar to the original voices in another version, but I found it unnecessary. I’m utterly captivated by these extraordinary authors and performers, not by myself. I hope you’ll like it. Spring just cracked the rivers’ skin, Clefts in ice, so deep and bleak. Winter left its traces thin And drained the warmth till it was weak. Its slow retreat brings no relief, Just cold that settles in the bone. The crust of snow, grey and brief, Collapses inward, alone. I will run, leaping across the ice floes, To the other shore, away from this decay. I will run, hearing the cracks as it goes, To the other shore, where winds smell a different way. The spring wind like a double-mint A desired sting upon the cheek. Old bonds - a foul and thawing scene, That melts behind the trash bin’s streak. Now all is warped by trembling air From grids below the concrete floor. We wait on steps, in fierce despair, For love that won’t be false anymore. I will run, leaping across the ice floes, To the other shore, away from this decay. I will run, hearing the cracks as it goes, To the other shore, where winds smell a different way. The ice will flow... And take it all... We'll get to see the living fall... And we are... no longer freezing... anymore... I will run, leaping across the ice floes, To the other shore, away from this decay. I will run, hearing the cracks as it goes, To the other shore, where winds smell a different way. lyrics by @rrave