"Gold and silver is the autumn Soft and gentle are her skies Yes and No are the answers Written in my true love's eyes Autumn's leaving, winter's coming I think that I'll be moving on I've got to leave him and find another I've got to sing my heart's true song Round and round the burning circle All the seasons, one, two, and three Autumn leaves with the winter Spring is born and wanders free Gold and silver burned my autumns All too soon they'd fade and die And then there were no others Milk and honey were their lies
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