Matches and whatnot at seven.

What's so different about tonight?
It's winter, it's cold, and it's dark
But also a celebration of light
And that earns a calendar mark.

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Extra minutes of night at seven

When the winter is its coldest
And the snow is extra deep
While around us gathers darkness
And a frozen death does creep
We all hold each other closer
And we celebrate the light
That's how we found to survive
The longest of cruel nights.

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Bundle up at seven

Temperatures continue to dip
Down and down they go
And then there's ice. Careful! Don't slip
And maybe sleet and snow
So now the winter's coming fast
Be it good or be it ill
I'll will have to say, at last
There's finally something normal