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Dyed in daybreak's light |
| [00:21.15] |
Sound asleep, curled |
| [00:29.34] |
Blue bird's first flight, Silent world |
| [00:42.24] |
Burnished by Autumn |
| [00:48.71] |
Trees hued in crimson |
| [00:55.34] |
Yet the days darken |
| [01:01.73] |
Now you've gone away |
| [01:34.41] |
Waking from a dream |
| [01:38.97] |
The sun floods her eyes |
| [01:46.80] |
To unravel such a scene |
| [01:51.21] |
Of scarlet splendour |
| [01:59.67] |
Burnished by Autumn |
| [02:05.98] |
Trees hued in crimson |
| [02:12.82] |
Yet the days darken |
| [02:19.23] |
Now you've gone away |
| [02:27.23] |
"If I went out... maybe we could find the door to my mother's garden. |
| [02:31.74] |
If we found the door... we could go inside." |
