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  • I can see all the fallen branches from the trees
    left beside the road
    Ready to be burned for the Fete
    For the summer season had arrived
    the season of dismay
    I would see all of the shapes in the corner
    I would levitate the sun to climb
    Over the lead lights
    All were like headlights
    Over this arch of mine
    I can see all the mounds of lemons
    by the trees from the cemetery
    Skipping on the lane was the son
    from the farthest place
    that I had been since I came away
    I could see all of the shapes in the corner
    I would levitate the sun to climb
    Over the lead lights
    All were like headlights
    Over this arch of mine
    I could see all of the shapes in the corner
    I would levitate the sun to climb
    Over the lead lights
    All were like headlights
    Over this arch of mine
    I can see all the fallen branches from the trees
    left beside the road
    Ready to be burned for the Fete
    For the summer season had arrived
    the season of dismay
    I can see all the mounds of lemons
    by the trees from the cemetery
    Skipping on the lane was the son
    from the farthest place
    that I had been since I came away
    I can see all the fallen branches from the trees
    left beside the road
    Ready to be burned for the Fete
    For the summer season had arrived
    the season of dismay
    of dismay
  • [00:04.770]I can see all the fallen branches from the trees
    [00:09.840]left beside the road
    [00:12.060]Ready to be burned for the Fete
    [00:14.460]For the summer season had arrived
    [00:17.840]the season of dismay
    [00:20.780]I would see all of the shapes in the corner
    [00:25.220]I would levitate the sun to climb
    [00:29.060]Over the lead lights
    [00:31.570]All were like headlights
    [00:33.700]Over this arch of mine
    [00:40.210]I can see all the mounds of lemons
    [00:43.530]by the trees from the cemetery
    [00:47.100]Skipping on the lane was the son
    [00:49.650]from the farthest place
    [00:51.860]that I had been since I came away
    [00:55.760]I could see all of the shapes in the corner
    [01:01.320]I would levitate the sun to climb
    [01:04.700]Over the lead lights
    [01:06.760]All were like headlights
    [01:08.850]Over this arch of mine
    [01:32.100]I could see all of the shapes in the corner
    [01:35.870]I would levitate the sun to climb
    [01:39.860]Over the lead lights
    [01:41.830]All were like headlights
    [01:44.090]Over this arch of mine
    [01:54.880]I can see all the fallen branches from the trees
    [01:59.850]left beside the road
    [02:01.930]Ready to be burned for the Fete
    [02:04.500]For the summer season had arrived
    [02:08.040]the season of dismay
    [02:11.120]I can see all the mounds of lemons
    [02:14.470]by the trees from the cemetery
    [02:18.120]Skipping on the lane was the son
    [02:20.770]from the farthest place
    [02:22.740]that I had been since I came away
    [02:27.530]I can see all the fallen branches from the trees
    [02:32.560]left beside the road
    [02:34.720]Ready to be burned for the Fete
    [02:37.260]For the summer season had arrived
    [02:40.820]the season of dismay
    [02:43.490]of dismay