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In the forest, you can see the
magic of harvest
The trees are giving their fruits to
the animals and the men
what a pleasure
it is to see the treasures
falling out of brown leaves
and turning to gold as they fall
wind come
and take me to the island
where autumn lasts forever
and where I can sleep in the trees
don't come looking
for me I'm outside searching feathers
to build a pair of wings and
let the wind take me away
oh, take me away
come, take me away
to a place where I can live and where
I can breathe
oh, take me away
come, take me away
to a place where I can live and where
I can breathe
Oh, the wind came
and took my feathers away to
bury them in the ocean
and I've got to stay
and dream

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