Mercury dances in its skyscraper cell, rising and falling like rhapsody
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And I see winter's broken like lace, in time for a celebration
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Thaw wails inside the walls and laughs in the corners, delighting in its evident victory
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Till I feel springtime counting its days of flaunting a novel sensation
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Like it's leaving, leaving behind the weight vying for yesteryear
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Leaving promises in its wake, whispering, my love, you're still here
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Hold on to your memories of sundogs and rainbows, as time writes a premature eulogy
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And I feel summertime passing in haste, like running out of patience
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Quilted with knit and umbrellas and scarfs and a mild understanding of irony
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I feel autumn leaving the race, all done with the exhilaration
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It's leaving, leaving behind the weight vying for yesteryear
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Leaving promises in its wake, whispering, my love, you're still here
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Mercury dances in its skyscraper cell, rising and falling in harmony
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And I feel winter stealing my days, to herald another creation
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You're Still Here
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| Poets Of The Fall |
