Catchers
To recreate new melody
Before the autumn gets to fall
Into new winter apathy
My restless mind is cut by fear
Deep childish tears unforgot
And leaking spins catastrophe
Behind believing in the God
Who can conceive
Your fate in true
Who can complete
For me and you
And many years
We`re walking by
Catchers in the rye
Who`s playing cards who`s taking roles
So many hidden holes in souls
Another winter comes to pray
Before your spring got you away
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