August October

Autumn and Friday the winds blew
July , September , I knew you
And now I sit on the sand hill
I sing our song to the sea

August , October
Mid-April , November , May
Beckoning hands made you fly
I cry , it’s curtains today

In August , October the grass grew
The sky was blue and I want you
Now as I look out my window
I see the world carry on

August , October
Mid-April , November , May
Beckoning hands made you fly
I cry , it’s curtains today

I cry , it’s curtains today
I cry , it’s curtains today

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