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• Artiste: Pickering Pick
• Titre: Song to the Season
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Rise up against the old man Be ready for the season's change Well I won't bear another September There's something about you being out of range The river swollen from a week or two of rain As I ride down towards the ocean With the water so much greener these days And I've got so much farther still to go But I'll see you again next September I'll see you when I have something more to say I'll sing you all the changing of the seasons And I'll miss you at the close of every day I remember seeing her leaning from her window Something about her face was so unreal If she could tell me anything, I'd probably never smile But it doesn't matter; I don't know how to feel Time hurries on, I think a light is fading And she comes around to see me now and then It's nice to hear her talking but it's really only noises And my gaze is drifting past her face again But I'll see you again next September I'll see you when I have something more to say I'll sing you all the changing of the seasons And I'll miss you at the close of every day But I recall something, it's strange what we forget Days roll into weeks People leave you well enough and everybody cares But no one ever hears you when you speak Finally, we found you and here we are again I can't believe that you've been gone so long Well actually, I didn't leave; you did, you've got me wrong You left but I've been here all along As I walked out this morning with my face turned to the sky I thought I heard you coming up behind But I should learn to look beyond another September And I might just be surprised by what I find Don't look for me again next September I'll see you when I've something else to say I'll sing you all the changing of the seasons But I'll miss you at the close of every day I'll still miss you at the close of every day