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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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