Right Before the Seasons Changed
On Trees Just a Little Bit of Leaves Remain
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Penitentiary Chances, the Devil Dances
and Eventually Answers to the call of Autumn.
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The Sky is Calling, the Wind is Calling
Stand for Something, or Die in the Morning.
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Six, six, six, six, six soon as I’m back in the city they throw a parade
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