Can you see the leaves are falling?
Just before a cloud of snow
Can you hear the children calling?
Wipe the dust of growing old
Let me show you what's on the mind
Grab a hold because you're in for a ride
Don't lose control
Because the body will just roll on down, to the sound
Earn is to learn
You got to learn before the burn alright, dance tonight
Whirlwind decide to make a mess of all the stars again
Direction changing
Who knows the truth of where we are?
Here's to hoping that the ground doesn't come up from underneath of me
These thoughts develop steps to harmony
Shift within the cycles
So we finally belong
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