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The Falling of the Leaves 

I walk inside my head

That’s where I realized you were dead

Like a storm passing over me 

A fear I can’t ignore

The falling of the leaves

 

You said that you’d be there for me 

You said that you’d be there down the street

 

Now, cut off is the string 

Oh, it’s such a fickle thing

I’ll admit, it’s scaring me

Yeah, little old me

The falling of the leaves

 

You said that you’d be there for me 

You said that you’d be there down the street

 

And I’ve put a lot of thought to this matter

And every solution comes up bruised and battered

 

You said that you’d be there for me 

You said that you’d be there down the street

 

And I’ve put a lot of thought to this matter

And every solution comes up bruised and battered

 

And I’ve put a lot of thought to this matter

And every solution comes up bold and bold

 

But before you go, 

Hold me tightly so black ink can’t whet the sea

But before you go,

Hold me tightly so I remember why we have to leave

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Music and lyrics by Sam Hurwitz

Trumpet by Vivian Stewart