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(ooh-ooh) The glass is warm,
the ice is gone
Your shadow fades across the lawn (ahhh)
Something quiet
is taking place
An empty frame
we can't replace
The autumn leaves are falling fast
A golden hour that could not last
But underneath the frozen clay
A silent river slips away
The clock-hands trace a wider arc
We leave our footprints in the dark
The autumn leaves are falling fast
A golden hour that could not last
But underneath the frozen clay
A silent river slips away (ooh-ooh) (away...)