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In the early morning underneath the autumn shade,
I don't need no more reminding of the day.
Now the leaves are falling and the sun won't be around
And the world are endless singing to the clouds.
In the early morning underneath the autumn shade,
I don't need no more reminding of the day.
Now the leaves are falling and the sun won't be around
And the world are endless singing to the clouds.