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Gold and silver is the autumn |
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Soft and tender are her skies |
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Yes and no are the answers |
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Written in my true love's eyes |
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Autumn's leaving and winter's coming |
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I think that I'll be moving along |
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I've got to leave her and find another |
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I've got to sing my heart's true song |
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Round and round the burning circle |
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All the seasons: one, two, and three |
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Autumn leaves and then there winter |
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Spring is born and wanders free |
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Gold and silver burns my autumns |
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All too soon they'd fade and die |
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And then I'd know, there'd be no others |
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Milk and honey were their lies |
