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The pale sun has fallen
Into this old garden
You said that's where you reside
Claimed you need nothing
But everyone's watching
The stone-colored jewels in your eyes
Green ivy tendrils
Cover your grace
But I recall words
Of a different shape
Golden season
Was heavy on your heart
Overgrown love
Is never to depart
Cause I'll be coming home to you
Whatever winds blow
When days were the coldest
You kept unfolding
Fostering the flowers in the shade
We built a home on quicksand
Gathered stones and sticks and
Suddenly I was dying to stay
In came the wild wind
Through holes in the door
And that night
There was nothing we could do
Like the times before
Golden season
Was heavy on your heart
Overgrown love
Is never to depart
Cause I'll be coming home to you
Whatever winds blow