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Jeremy Sams
At last I feel how tired I’ve been,
In every bone and sinew
Despair and joy and stubbornness
Had willed me to continue
I stumbled blithely through the snow
No sense of why or whither
The winter showed me where to go
The blizzard blew me hither.
The winter showed me where to go
The blizzard blew me hither
This ruined hut will grant me rest
And shelter from the weather
My heart and I can count the cost
Of what we’ve suffered together
But now my heart, you feel the ache
Of every broken sinew
Yes now at last you see the snake
That writhes and burns within you
Yes now at last you see the snake
That writhes and burns within you
In every bone and sinew
Despair and joy and stubbornness
Had willed me to continue
I stumbled blithely through the snow
No sense of why or whither
The winter showed me where to go
The blizzard blew me hither.
The winter showed me where to go
The blizzard blew me hither
This ruined hut will grant me rest
And shelter from the weather
My heart and I can count the cost
Of what we’ve suffered together
But now my heart, you feel the ache
Of every broken sinew
Yes now at last you see the snake
That writhes and burns within you
Yes now at last you see the snake
That writhes and burns within you
Composer
Franz Schubert
Franz Peter Schubert was an late Classical and early Romantic composer. He produced a vast oeuvre during his short life, composing more the 600 vocal works (largely Lieder), and well as several symphonies, operas, and a large body of piano music. He…
