October's foliage yellows with his cold.

My girl Brunhilda:


As I went out walking this fall afternoon,

I heard a whisper whispering.

I heard a whisper whispering,

Upon this fine fall day...


As I went out walking this fall afternoon,

I heard a laugh a' laughing.

I heard a laugh a' laughing,

Upon this fine fall day...


I heard this whisper and I wondered,

I heard this laugh and then I knew.

The time is getting near my friends,

The time that I hold dear my friends,

The veil is getting thin my friends,

And strange things will pass through."

-   The Veil is Getting Thinner 











































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