Slowly falls the wind,
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Echoes my tears, mirrors the pain
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Barely rare could last,
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She¡¯s slipping away, this person inside.
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Wild out sky is rolling,
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Through the hands of time, I frozen.
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Stand, stand, stand.
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When you run on your own,
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But you wanna go home.
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Then you run on your own,
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But there¡¯s nobody home.
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Every season we¡¯re knocking,
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There¡¯s no other soul,
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I will channel the dark,
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Onto the past.
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Come in, come, to the land
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Take on my hand, together we¡¯ll dance.
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All to the morning sun.
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When you run on your own,
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But you wanna go home.
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Then you run on your own,
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But there¡¯s nobody home.
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Every season we¡¯re knocking,
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There¡¯s no other soul,
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I will channel the dark,
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Onto the past.
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Won¡¯t you run on your own,
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Yes, you run on your own
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Stepping off the dark
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And it¡¯s other way.
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Feel the walks of the morning,
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We¡¯re standing, again.
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When you run on your own,
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But you wanna go home.
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Then you run on your own,
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But there¡¯s nobody home.
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Every season we¡¯re knocking,
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There¡¯s no other soul,
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I will channel the dark,
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Onto the past.
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And it happens to all,
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And it¡¯s no discomfort.
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Sun still shining, we¡¯re lost in timing
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Sun still shining, we¡¯re lost in timing
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Sun still shining, season¡¯s changing.
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Wild Eyed Skies
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| Mostly Autumn |
