The world is cold in this winter
And under a black sky
Time frozen over all around
Awaken in the soundest sleep
The Extravagant Giant lumbers forth
To the smallest cares slumber
In the largest strides covering oceans
That something is not nothing
A frozen picture of that motion
Comes swirling above the surface
In chase when the sun did rise
Stiffens to the touch frozen time
On out of a million quiet places
The songs to the last sun set
Arise to the attention of one
The Extravagant Giant lumbers forth
Time frozen for a sweet slumber
Awaken the most important something
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