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Got a memo from the universe
Said when I get home you won't be there too
Said that you went on some dumb kind of ride
Flew between house where the moss and flowers grew
Damp places where we ain't been before
Places where the meter readers and the cats go
It was Autumn, I was forlorn

The seasons talk to me
I know not what they say
But there are more of them
I think that you should stay here

There are gold mines
There is gold veined all through these streets
There are bake sales and honey pies
And fetes that roll into the evening
When the winter moon comes up
The stars are still stood up
The crowds are lined up for displays
They're all hoping it's still open

The seasons talk to me
I need all that they say
And we have all of them
If only for today

Long days and long evenings come on back to me
Take out the laundry then come on back to me
These days are unending come on back to me
These days are for giving come on back to me
I'd like your company come on back to me
We make a good team so come on back to me
New days are beginning

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from Dangerous Levels of That's Fine, released January 5, 2017
Blackley/Reynolds/Walker

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Forever Since Breakfast Alstonville, Australia

Frantic anxious pulpists from a blurry netherworld of dust and tunnels.

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