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Fall, Fell, Fallen
Meanwhile in a small apartment in the southern parts of town...
The summer sun is fading as the year grows old
And darker days are drawing near
The winter winds will be much colder
When the sun's not here
The summer sun is fading as the year grows old
And darker days are drawing near
The winter winds will be much colder
When the sun's not here
I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky
And one by one they disappear,
I wish that I was flying with them
Now that the sun's not here
Through autumn's golden gown I used to kick our way,
I always loved this time of year
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now
Since I'm in here...
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