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So much confusion |
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When autumn comes around |
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What to do about October? |
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How to smile behind a frown? |
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It's hard to settle down |
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It's so bemusing |
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Will they cancel the parade? |
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We marched each October |
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Now they say we were never even saved |
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We must be very brave |
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Shall I rewrite or revise |
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My October symphony? |
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Or as an indication |
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Change the dedication |
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From revolution to revelation? |
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So we're all drinking |
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As leaves fall to the ground |
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Because we've been thinking |
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How October's let us down |
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Then and now |
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Shall we remember |
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December instead? |
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Or worry about February? |
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Mourn our war-torn dead |
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Never seeing red |
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Shall I rewrite or revise |
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My October symphony? |
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Or as an indication |
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Change the dedication |
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From revolution to revelation? |
