How days creep by in the greying sky
How days creep by and they never even try
How days creep by in the greying sky
How days creep by
Guess it’s time for a walk
Just to read some license plates
What is autumn doing creeping up to me
Going on the tube to scream when the train arrives
Rubbing cress on my skin, God it smells so nice
All the same I’d think I’ll go on rolling up the hill
If I’m lucky you won’t see me




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