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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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