The northeast come up from the south to get us
here afraid on the daveno
toques on inside,
channeling our more northerly relatives we never knew
as well as those we did, know them as well, and also those we did, I mean
Syracuse St. Lawrence North Country gothic
once in. the summer and once in the snow, and once as a cutthroat ghost
she come up to get us, froze to the daveno, oh no
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