First day of autumn
The air a little crisper
The shadows longer
A chilly ride home on the motorcycle
The apocalypse may be around the corner
But a sundog watches us drive home
And the earth falls once more around its star.
First day of autumn
The air a little crisper
The shadows longer
A chilly ride home on the motorcycle
The apocalypse may be around the corner
But a sundog watches us drive home
And the earth falls once more around its star.
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