Autumn
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Now autumn
is coming
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Now where
is this feeling coming from?
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A sad song
in the wind
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It should
be gone
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A grey curtain
is down
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Who says
we're not the same?
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A carpet
of leaves on the ground
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So heavier
the words
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Old songs
now that autumn's touched the ground
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Falling
from the trees for a verse
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Are coming
around
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All songs
remain the same
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And you
just stand there
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Wondering
why
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Here
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We could
live without fear
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It's drizzling
in your thoughts
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The rising
sun is near
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There are
tears on the roads
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The next
day will be clear
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The sunny
days are gone
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So many
dreams have come undone
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There
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You wish
you were young still
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I should
have known that you did mind
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Far from
your doubts and words that kill
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The clouds
that made me blind
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Are words
I just can't find
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And you
would stand there
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Wondering
how
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I just don't
know what to dare
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The trees
could bear
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Alone
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The heavy
sky
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I don't
have nothing to share
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Sheltering
sky
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Alone
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Musique
: Lionel/Fred. Harpe celtique : Marion Thomas. Hautbois : Nathalie
Petibon
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