Autumn and Friday the winds blew

July September I knew you.

Now at I ait on that sandhill I sing our song to the sea.

August October Mid April November May.

Beckoning hands made you

>ly I cried It’s curtains today.

August October the grass grew

The sky was blue and I wanted you.

Now as I look out my window I see the world carry on.

August October Mid April November May

Beckoning hands made you fly I cried it’s curtains today 

I cried it’s curtains today day

I cried it’s curtains today day.

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