Leaves are falling all around, it's time I was on my way (extradition?)
Thanks to you, I'm obliged for such a pleasant stay (I hear Utah is the best)
But now it's time for me to go.The autumn moon lights my way.
For now I smell the rain & with it pain, & it's headed my way(that's not rain you smell & the pain is a kidney stone)
Ramble on,and now's the time, the time is now to sing my song (spare us please)
etc...etc...
Mine's a tale that can't be told, my freedom I hold dear (don't get use to it)
How years ago in days of old when magic filled the air (was this "magic" from Humboldt or Mexico?)
T'was in the darkest depths of Mordor, I met a girl so fair (Mordor needs better lighting & she was pretty drunk)
But Gollum, and the evil one crept up & slipped away with her,her,her..yeah (What? I don't speak gnome or hobbit...whatever..)
I gotta ramble on sing my song...gotta keep searching for my baby...I can't find my blue bird.( good luck with that)
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