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I can feel the wind blow. And the late summer sky is like a dying ember. Everything is turning into gold. When the autumn leaves are playing traces, puts a smile up on my face. They leave their branches one by one and whirl around there just for fun. Some are faster, some are slow and some are high and some are low. Dancing through the last days of September. Since I was a little child, every year for as long as I remember. All the leaves were running wild, going all the way until November. Turn the world around us into gold. When the autumn leaves are playing traces, puts a smile up on my face. They leave their branches one by one and whirl around there just for fun. Some are faster, some are slow and some are high and some are low. Dancing through the last days of September. Those swallows sailing through the sky. There's no way of knowing but maybe someplace far from you and I. When the autumn leaves are playing traces, puts a smile up on my face. They leave their branches one by one and whirl around there just for fun. Some are faster, some are slow and some are high and some are low. Dancing through the last days of September. When the autumn leaves are playing traces, puts a smile up on my face. They leave their branches one by one and whirl around there just for fun. You and I. When the autumn leaves are playing traces, puts a smile up on my face. They leave their branches one by one and whirl around there just for fun. Some are faster, some are slow and some are high and some are low. Dancing through the last days of September. When the autumn leaves are playing traces, puts a smile up on my face. They leave their branches one by one and whirl around there just for fun. Some are faster, some are slow and some are high and some are low. Dancing through the last days of September.