Short day, longest love
Short love long on time
How can we be above
Tropic of Capricorn
Hold tight to the northern light
Spirit fire burning in the night
Hold tight to the good times coming
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight
Shortest day, longest love
Don't leave us now Sun in glove
Swapped somehow for the silver torch
That shines on now on the diver porch
Hold tight young moon to the earth
Hold tight to your sling around mother's birth
Shortest day, longest love
The winter comes straddling a white mare
Like the tides that rise on the spring bore
Hold tight, the river to the floor
Running in rails rolling in flood
Hold tight to your pails, to your earth's blood
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