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Morningside - Pickering Pick |
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I've been down where time holds me in her grip |
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Where the mountains all to the oceans slip |
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And they're borne away on heavy tides |
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I'll be left in the dark morningside |
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All the trees in their golden disarray |
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For November cold and the breaking day |
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All the ragged leaves are swept aside |
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They'll be left in the dark morningside |
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With a heavy heart that you cannot move |
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All the troubles they are yours to lose |
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But a proud heart I cannot abide |
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He is left in the dark morningside |
