Things that we notice, we notice the good,
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Building these factories, parallel houses,
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Pick out those little with fall.
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They¡¯re all gone.
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And they cried for help,
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But no round it.
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I still believe when your love was not part of the song,
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They carry on.
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Inside the shimmering perfume of yesterday song,
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They carry on.
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Families break up, the moment is gone,
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Dreams that have fall, letters from angels,
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Answers the world will not come.
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And they¡¯re gone and they fall like that,
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They fall down the street.
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I still believe when your love was not part of the song,
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They carry on.
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Inside the shimmering perfume of yesterday song,
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They carry on.
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People we noticed, we noticed are gone
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People we noticed, try to grin on to a goal.
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And they¡¯re gone,
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But they¡¯re here, inside,
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They wait down the street.
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I still believe when your love was not part of the song,
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They carry on.
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Inside the shimmering perfume of yesterday song,
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They carry on.
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Things That We Notice
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| Mostly Autumn |
