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I was dreaming in the room
was so clear for a minute
And I thought, and the tiles and
And I said, confess everything"

Yes, I own this land, I own forests
Surrounding my, my
This is my tea
Everything I can, I

Bend now, I have the
The best I ever, the tea just so
Then and turn, oh no, not yet
Then release and turn, away then go

Better try looking at me
He's wait 'til tomorrow, don't him to know
time he orders tea, release and turn
Turn and away, turn and limp away

I was through the forest
On my today
I had this funny
Something was to change

I was through the dry leaves
It was very
They changed their color

All the were green
I don't mind when over
I don't mind when it's all
It's just the moments in

Just it's gone
going to happen
Something's going to
I know, I know, I

And when autumn comes, well, there's lots of to do
Bill, that means you, time to the kettles
And the pots on the wall, pickling and
All the vegetables, kicking the apples
Are we this year? Yes, you know we are

And when autumn
Well, lots of work to do
Bill, that you, time to get the twigs up
You know, all those things

to trim back the roses
So next even more grow
Does it hurt them to do
Does it hurt No

And when comes
Well, deliveries to go
Here he is now, down the valley
To the he goes

Down along the roads
That wind along the
And people lean on their
And they say, Hello, hello, Francesco
there, hello

And are my swans
Believe me, there's no
And there isn't because so dark
it's so dark, because it's so dark

I was walking through the dry
It was very
The fell without changing
No and no reds

Something's going to
going to change
And just as I looked up
I remembered what you

I'm crying because I you
I know that things must
I can't be there when you
What if you're

You said, about the leaving
The moments in between the
the world shifts
The clanging of the

And a dog sits up and
And a cow to bawl
And a nun nearby to listen
Cross herself and then on

I was in the forest
I fell in the leaves
And I watched the trees me
Crossing in the

I love the branches
I love the healing
The in the last sun
The and the gold

And a flock of flew over
And I laughed still
I laughed I was heaving
Then everything was

Bend now, I have the
Place the tea so
release and turn, oh, not yet
Turn away then go, better try
He's looking at me, until tomorrow

want him to know, next time, time he orders tea
Release and turn, turn and limp
Limp away just go, away just go
Just go, just go, go

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