Lyrics:
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
unicorns and dragons,
and a castle made of gold
A feast of all feasts with fantastical beasts,
of the likes which you've never been told-
you'll fly
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
I've never ceased to wonder
At the strangeness of my days
Cruelty and tenderness hand in hand
Interlocking by mysterious ways
Sometimes I've
wish to conquer pain, you must learn, learn to
Serve me well.
You strike my side by accident as you go down for your
Gold.
The cripple here that
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
give my life and love
For my Sacred Divinity
Now the winter sun paints her in shining gold
Smiling she wakes up and asks me to hold
Her gentle
and getcho ass in
If you ain't got no gold, there goes ya girlfriend, I'm a playa!
I came to get a hoe, I rock that big ice
My name is Livio, I got
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
without leavin' a son
To carry tradition, listen, my life has just begun
A nightmare flick, visions of swingin' the pool stick
Depicted by near death, I
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
[Chorus: x5]
Yo what's up now potna
Now what the fuck is gone tangle me
To get 'em to understanding in this motherfucker
Mike Gold back up in
of "Gold and Roe" and "Castles Made of Sand"
Social ills, hi conscience willed a different type of song
Sang about "lead", click, bang! He's dead, he's
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
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