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Somewhere In September (Planes Mistaken For Stars)

And I begged the summer that stole spring to stay. And this is struggling to find the faith I lost when you fell away. And it's remembering you silver and golden that scares me. Because when the memories fade it makes you feel like you don't own a thing. And he said boy be good. And I'm trying