Hawksley Workman
Hawksley Workman
Hawksley Workman
Hawksley Workman
Hawksley Workman
Hawksley Workman
Hawksley Workman
Hawksley Workman
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(almost a full moon)
Let's make some soup 'cause the weather is turning cold
Let's stir it together till we are both grey and old
Let's stir it together till it tells us stories of its own
Let's make some soup 'cause the weather is turning cold
Pumpkin and parsnip carrots and turkey bones
Bay leaf and pepper potato and garlic cloves
You stir a moment while i put more wood in the stove
Let's make some soup 'cause the weather is turning cold
The moon's almost full and the candles are burning low
It's almost midnight and you wouldn't even know
The light gets reflected on freshly fallen snow
Let's make some soup 'cause the weather is turning cold
We'll make enough to feed everyone we know
We'll make enough to feed everyone we don't
No one is different everyone's alone
Let's make some soup 'cause the weather is turning cold
Let's make some soup because everyone feels the cold
Let's make some soup 'cause the weather is turning cold