I love the way
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The tattered clouds
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Go wind across the sky
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As summer goes
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And leave me
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With a tear in my eye
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I'm taking out my winter clothes
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My garden knows what's wrong
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The petals of my favorite rose
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Be in the shadows dark and long
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Through every year
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It's very clear
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I should be used
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To carrying on
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But I can't be found
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IN the garden
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Singing this song
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When the last
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Rose of summer is gone
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The Last Rose Of Summer
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| Tom Waits |