Harvest moon is here.
Feeling down when the autumn has come?
Fancy the rain in May?
Why do I always have the feeling
I have written all of this before?
Having thought all of this before?
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Today is Wednesday, the 18th of September 2024.
Yes, I′m being followed by a moonshadow
Moonshadow, moonshadow
Leaping and hopping on a moonshadow
Moonshadow, moonshadow
And if I ever lose my hands
Lose my plow, lose my land
Oh, if I ever lose my hands
Oh, if, I won't have to work no more
And if I ever lose my eyes
If my colours all run dry
Yes, if I ever lose my eyes
Oh, if, I won′t have to cry no more
Yes, I'm being followed by a moonshadow
Moonshadow, moonshadow
Leaping and hopping on a moonshadow
Moonshadow, moonshadow
And if I ever lose my legs
I won't moan, and I won′t beg
Oh, if I ever lose my legs
Oh, if, I won′t have to walk no more
And if I ever lose my mouth
All my teeth, north and south
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