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(John Critchley)
I remember, one November we had our picnic At the graveyard down your street On the bodies under our feet And the cold grey ancient autumn ships Looked down without a frown It laughed down without a sound
While the sun hit her face in disgrace She doesn`t see the competition from the human race Competition from the human race
And now you`re wondering, where`s it going to end And now you`re wondering, could we begin again While the laser of immortality, it burns through All our memories, it cuts through what we want to see
As we spin on our axes A moment of clarity is all that`s required of me And all other places and other times, they`re Waving goodbye, goodbye So send me your autumn pledge and please me Till winter time and I`ll send you a Springtime boy