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There's something talkin' in the wind
Whispering through the trees
That feeling in my bones again
Just puts me right at ease
It takes me back to all the times
I' ve been here before
But crossroads, old familiar signs
Tell me there's something more
Can't explain, there's something strange about the early fall
It's comfort leaving me without a care
I remain but everything around me hears the call
And tonight I feel a change in the air
The leaves are turning, soon they'll fall
There's a norther blowing in
The memories flowin', I recall
Those changes in the wind
But I can never try to understand
There's nothing you can hold in your hand
Can't explain, there's something strange about the early fall
It's comfort leaving me without a care
I remain but everything around me hears the call
And tonight I feel a change in the air
Yes I'll surely feel a change in the air
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