The Concubine
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The Concubine
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I've been so tired
One child, I wait for room to spare
I can't wait child and write
It's all an empire long beheaded
I am grateful roaming
And so I long for your beacon riverside
Where I rest tonight
Down, autumn falls down
And I can hear the sound
All that for miles around it
Autumn falls down
Autumn falls down
And I just roam around
Oh, autumn never lands
Autumn goes down
Autumn falls down
All I can do to end it
I can never end it
Autumn falls down
Autumn goes down
And all I can do to end it
I can never end it
Autumn goes down
Autumn goes down
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