I'm watching the green give into gold
As summer becomes October's cold
Gravity begs For one final kiss
She drops it to him, as she gives in
Traces of light, linger around
As laces of white fall to the ground
-The Afters
As summer becomes October's cold
Gravity begs For one final kiss
She drops it to him, as she gives in
Traces of light, linger around
As laces of white fall to the ground
-The Afters



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