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If ever theres a reason to be swept up in the season

 of the fallen leaves

 And if the days grew shorter

And the darkness drew its order

 from the autumn grey

 Id rather sit this out and sleep the day away instead

 My weary eyes a bit too slow indeed

 Id rather sit this out and sleep the

day [ add ]way in[ add ]stead [ add ]

 To worry about the emptiness that comes

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If ever theres a need to watch the afternoon just roll into

  the evening sky

 find comfort in the finer things that keep you close that keep you safe

 Within this room

 when it comes down to me

 and I grit my teeth

 and I start to stall

 when it comes down to me

If ever theres a reason to be swept up in the season

 of the fallen leaves

 And if the days grew shorter

And the darkness drew its order

 from the autumn grey

 Id rather sit this out and sleep the day away instead

 My weary eyes a bit too slow indeed

 Id rather sit this out and sleep the day a[A add G#]way in[A add F#]stead [A add E]

 To worry about the emptiness that comes

 To worry about the emptiness that comes

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