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Scattered |
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Leaves(Jeremy Lindsey) |
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Don't you go looking so surprised, baby don't you look so stunned |
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Didn't I tell you that a cold november'd come? |
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And deliver the leaves from green to red, |
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To blowing in the wind stone dead |
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Well I never used to notice this awful quiet, mmmmh |
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And fall was just the calm before the next spring riot, mmmhh |
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Of wildflowers and lunatic rivers - |
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Sweat jumping off of the skin of love givers, mmh (in the park) |
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Scattered leaves don't lie |
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Aw' now baby, baby, quit your cryin' |
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Like everything that ever mattered, scit-scat scattered |
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Like every love word you heard |
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But that's just the way when you walk your days |
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In the beauty of this world(repeat) |
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Pretty little disappointments all in a row |
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Been about a year since you disappeared through my door |
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And now you come back with your head on straight, |
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But I got no love or hate left for you, girl |
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You must be the daughter of the late, late rose - |
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I'm November's son |
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And I'm here to tell you, honey, ooh what's done is done |
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Yeah, I been claimed by the wind and the rain |
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There ain't no going back, naw there ain't no going back again (for us now) |
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Repeat chorus |
