Текст песни

And the windows stay the same, just dust and paper skin.
I set your name aside, like it might come back clean,
But every afternoon feels borrowed from a dream.
Autumn never comes, autumn never comes,
I keep the porch light on, but the season runs.
Autumn never comes, autumn never comes,
You're left in green and I'm still numb.
There's a sweater on the chest, it smells like rain,

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