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The leaves seen through my window pane |
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Remind me that it's time to move my life again |
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November sun is felt by none |
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A chilly breeze has blown my thoughts to what's to come |
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A cup of warm coffee, some vitamin C |
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A bowl for the cat, a bowl for the dog, a bowl for me |
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Choose my bluest tape and unlock my car |
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An honest tune with a lingering lead has taken me this far |
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On the edge of the porch in the warm evening night |
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Throwing the bone for the dog I see two passing lights |
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Well, I wonder where that driver's bound |
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Is there someone, somewhere, someway out there that I've not found |
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A touch of smoke ain't what it seems |
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Dust and sunshine can also make my eyes look mean |
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But there's a brown cat sleeping through this day's show |
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Toppin' off the woodpile, breathing slow |
