murmuring and rumbling 'round Walk along, talk along, autumn afternoon And the leaves torn off the trees are tumbling down Walk along, talk along, autumn
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water I fall in my well faster than running time, faster than light Clinging to your words like to stone Clinging the darkness Letting go you Like a warm autumn
of control She owns me I didn't know that She'd know She stoned me I think I've got it bad And I can't let it go I thought I knew me much better Autumn
have forever more Our rites of sin Have long fathered a hymn To burden Him Whom by slip of after whim At genesis Dressed Her like the wind In Autumn
poetry.... From grace I fell in love with Her Scent and feline lure And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest "Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn
stone, I'm praying on my knees You know me, remember my name Just a dream, or a strange reality You're sleeping, I'm here ... awake Welcome clouds, My autumn
a twelve bar blues. the middle section is a descending chromatic sequence which is intended to give Rt of "slowing down" effect. I see reflections in the water Autumn
The fading scent of summertime arbutus trees and firs the glistening of rain-soaked moss going to the dairy queen at dusk down narrow roads in autumn
: Autumn Jones When you fell and cut your knee when you were six You said it wasn't nothing that you couldn't fix Life would be long Autumn Jones
: [Violent J:] On the perfect night the graveyard is lit by a full moon Autumn leaves and stone often treated with an old boom Here and there the night
did rise and speak, "Why sittest thou all on my grave And will no let me sleep?" "Go fetch me water from the desert, And blood from out the stone, Go
priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone-faced while the building burned. I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned Slowly into autumn
