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Album: Little Grey House
At the close of day
You said, Should I go, and I said, Stay
And the wind came through the broken window
And that was when all the leaves were falling
And the light shone through the color of lemonade
Ba ba ba ba da da
Some things just seem
Simpler this way
And I would never move
If the wind kept blowing through
Sometimes the pieces rattle
All these pieces rattle
Deep inside, deep inside
Deep inside of me
Ba ba ba ba da da
She was born
In the early wild morning
It was late June
When all the world was in bloom
And I cried and cried
'Cause all things die
And you couldn't stay, you couldn't stay
Nothing stays, nothing stays, nothing stays
Ba ba ba ba da da
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