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I can barely even see it for the trees
But I know that weather vane still shudders on the breeze
You weren't here to weather out the storm
That left it pointing west
It's for the best
I guess

I can hear your footfall echo through the hall
And I know your fingerprints still stucco every wall
I can see your shadow swaying in a hazy midnight flame
I say your name
I say your name

There are moments I remember
Like the color of your shirt
And the way the sky broke sideways
And the taste of ash and dirt
There's a dream I can't stop having
Even when I'm not asleep
Where the willow will not weep
Where the willow will not weep

I stay waiting on October
On a chill
That blankets time and makes the air stand still
Where the cotton fields catch fire
As the sun burns down the day
No gold can stay
We fade away
We fade away

There are moments I remember
Like the color of your shirt
And the way the sky broke sideways
And the taste of ash and dirt
There's a dream I can't stop having
Even when I'm not asleep
Where the willows will not weep
Where the willows will not weep

I stay waiting on October
On the fall
Well, don't we all?
Don't we all?

There are moments I remember
Like the color of your shirt
And the way the sky broke sideways
And the taste of ash and dirt
There's a dream I can't stop having
Even when I'm not asleep
Where the willows will not weep
Where the willows will not weep

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