Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: White Blanket . . BiG GuY . . This white overtakes Yet you cannot count this white But the white is not pure It's not down for the count I see white everywhere It will fall "rain" someother place But will it endure And when the revolution hits there, Color, exhibiting itself It shall come back, But left unheard Away from the heat of the moment This white "blanket" always tantalizing Haunting some till they move away saying "soon i'll be gone" Though bringing joy for some who stay But there is no hint of vindication where ever it roams So this "blanket" will muffle the color The coldness follows Has and will for some time And where ever the cold, White is sure to be near From where my point of view lies The force that has ruled supreme Conceals the beauty Has been that of the white While cr ...