sun shine on the moon shine on the lake
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moon shine on the snow shine on my face
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winter birds go in and out the stars
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Okanagan arrowheads under lace
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my shining skates still on the ground
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silver web go across the mountain top
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mountains lift the hem of the horizon
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pinholes in the black
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some call them stars
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call a little louder - they will answer you
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my shining skates burst into stars
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it is a long pirouette
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that sends me through
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this shining night
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sun shine on the moon shine on the lake
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velvet comes when all the edges are erased
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hang out the night it is much rounder here
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roll off the night onto the ice
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my shining skates still on the ground
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crease the earth- the snow fall out of sight
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soft midnight herds go cross the valley
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valley deepen so there comes a lake
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lake go to ice so I can skate
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my shining skates burst into stars
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it is a long pirouette
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that brings me through
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this shining night
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The Long Pirouette
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Jane Siberry |