I have been younger in October than in all the months of spring.
My boy Robinson:
And when it all burns in the wake of October /
It's the month when everything can be over, and all turns to dust /
When the night comes, think October...
My boy Robinson:
And when it all burns in the wake of October /
It's the month when everything can be over, and all turns to dust /
When the night comes, think October...
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