September

[Chorus]
There’s something, there’s something
So beautiful in the distance
The passing of life, flying
And wings brush, and wings brush
And wings brush a longing sound
And wings brush a longing sound
In perfect autumnal air
In perfect...
There’s something, there’s something
So beautiful in the distance
The passing of life, flying
And wings brush a longing sound
Longing sound, longing sound
In perfect autumnal, autumnal
Autumnal, autumnal
Autumnal, autumnal
Autumnal, autumnal air!
Passing- In perfect
Passing- autumnal air
Passing- In perfect
Passing- autumnal air
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[Post-Chorus]
I look from within the field
To begin to end is to begin
I look from within the field
To begin to end is to begin
I look from within the field
To begin to end is to begin
I look from within the field
To begin to end is to begin