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Welcome to the fall my friend sit down by the fire a seething mass of men you are united by a thought a wish Apart from me you saw it coming as the first night repelled its dawn smelled the roses that were painted for me I let them lie, let them tell me what to see You're so scarce so hard to find summer shows no grudge against you summer sits here raining through the day You let them lie, let them tell us what to believe Stares that label you enables you to hum along summer sits here raining in your shed in my shed we gather behind our labels and summer sits there raining through the day From Letras Mania