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I was in the steam room
Everything was so for a minute
And I thought, and the tiles and
And I said, I'll everything"

Yes, I own land, I own these forests
Surrounding my, my
is my tea coming
Everything I can, I

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

try again looking at me
He's wait 'til tomorrow, don't want him to
Next time he tea, release and turn
and limp away, turn and limp away

I was walking the forest
On my today
I had this feeling
Something was to change

I was walking the dry leaves
It was strange
They changed their color

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

before it's gone
Something's to happen
Something's to change
I know, I know, I

And autumn comes, well, there's lots of work to do
Bill, that means you, time to clean the
And the on the wall, pickling and preserving
All the vegetables, stop kicking the
Are we pickling this Yes, you know we are

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

Time to back the roses
So next year even more
Does it hurt to do that?
Does it them? No

And when comes
Well, start to go
Here he is now, into the valley
To the market he

along the tiny roads
That wind along the
And lean on their rakes
And they say, Hello, hello, there
there, hello

And are my swans
Believe me, no light
And there because it's so dark
Because it's so dark, it's so dark

I was walking the dry leaves
It was strange
The leaves fell without
No and no reds

going to happen
Something's going to
And then as I looked up
I remembered what you

I'm crying I love you
I know that must change
I be there when you leave
What if you're

You said, something about the
The moments in between the
When the shifts
The clanging of the

And a dog up and growls
And a cow to bawl
And a nun nearby stops to
Cross and then move on

I was laughing in the
I fell down in the
And I watched the above me
in the breeze

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

And a flock of flew over
And I harder still
I laughed 'til I was
Then everything was

Bend now, I the bend
Place the tea so
Then and turn, oh, not yet
Turn then go, better try again
He's looking at me, wait tomorrow

Don't want him to know, next time, he orders tea
Release and turn, turn and away
Limp just go, turn away just go
go, just go, just go

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