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autumn sun
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out in a field of new england asters
all the world around her in the autumn
I don't come here I'm not looking for another
and I ain't found one
out in the morning all the roads are rambling
all the reeds are golden in the autumn
I go out walking into the mire
and I'm bending with the flowers towards the sun
when I'm on my way I left my friends at bay
when I hit that open road
if I had a fever didn't I have it coming
tell me lord
when I am dreaming on
if I feel alone didn't I have it coming
tell me lord
people will say 'don't be a stranger
come by my home sweet home'
I ain't the kind to go looking for pleasure,
I'm just rolling on.
people will say 'don't be a stranger
come by my home sweet home'
I ain't got nothing to talk about
I'm just rolling on
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day rise I am in the garden sighing
thinking on the past and how it is that I am
in the garden now tending to life
when I am thinking about dying
but I'm not dying
when you are low you go to the meadow
when the night falls you go where the grass is tall
I have made my home out on the meadow
I feel it all, and I try to let go
but I'm not dying
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to enjoy the ride
03:41
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I remember you by the windowsill
you were thinking all the time
to clear your mind
I remember you by the windowsill
you were drinking all the time
tea and wine
for all that tomorrow will bring
we have been waiting
a long long time
but the journey is the destination, so they say
so we are trying
to enjoy the ride
I remember you by the windowsill
you were playing
sad songs
I played my part
Now I imagine you by the windowsill
you are singing
a song of joy
like a black Junco in the spring
and all the love it brings.
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in my baby's arms
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How hard a woman tries, you can see it in her eyes
How hard is the life, you can hear it in her sighs
How deep is the love you can feel the distance of
How deep is the love
it is never deep enough
When the day is dying
In my baby's arms I am lying
I hear a little song : how happy is the dawn
I wake my little love,
tell him what I'm dreaming.
When the night is fading
In my baby's arms I am wading.
Through the muddy water : through the nights of thunder
To find a Spring,
A Well for the Deeper Things.
I want to stay here
I want to tell you that I feel ok
When you go, when you're gone
I wonder where you belong
I want to stay here
I want to tell you that I feel ok
I want to be your baby
I want to love you lazy
I want to have your babies.
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cause it ain't easy
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a banditry of chickadees
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