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AUTUMN
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We control the world
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we use the endless
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sky above
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and sometimes we believe
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Some say we make history
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though the air we breathe
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is still the same today
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And when the land
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begins to call
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The spirits they dance
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The leaves they fall
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The change's begun
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and what remains
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Not even thoughts -
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not even names
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We can remember
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can forget
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We can achieve
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the highest aims
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but we won't change
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the rules
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we're depending on
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Now the freak of nature's
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holding up the mirror
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to the haughty thoughts
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Our brains are filled up
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Don't you feel
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the earth is trembling
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to heal the wounds
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we injured
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to her heart
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The things are easy
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as they are
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:And when the land begins to call
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The spirits they dance
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The leaves they fall
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The change's begun
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and what remains
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Not even thoughts -
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not even names
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And when the time begins to fade
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The side-scene changes because
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-it's late
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We cannot keep -
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we drop the ball
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For now the land
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begins to call:
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AUTUMN
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| Fool`s Garden |
