Take two.And I did take the spill.So never mind.So your mood aren't all right.Take two.I can smell smoke.And the hour is a-burning a can.I can handle this world,burning a can smell smoke.My eyes are burning,and the moon,and her eye,come shining in.Before she slept,she said, I didn't want to seebeautiful things.She saw a barren fieldin which nothing would grow.And footsteps and footsteps,and the deepening snow,and the moon,and her eye,come shining in.Before she slept, she said,I didn't want to seebeautiful things.And of what she saw,she was certain.And of what she knew,she was certain.And of the moon,and her eye,come shining in.Before she slept,she said, I only want to seebeautiful things.And of what she knew,
