Seasons Colors

Long were there days
 In the spring when we were younger
 Oh, the years have gone
 Like the breeze in the summer
 Seasons come and they go
 Like the dust on that old dirt road
 Try and fight, take it slow
 But the ground keeps moving on its own
 So paint the colors of fall
 On my heart, so I'll remember
 To carry through the pain
 And the cold of the winter, oh
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 The wind, it callused my skin
 Broke my bones and left me bleeding
 Through the darkest storm
 He was there, now I'm still breathing, ah
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 Seasons come and they go
 Like the dust on that old dirt road
 Try and fight, take it slow
 But the ground keeps moving on its own
 Yeah, the ground keeps moving on its own
 Yeah, the ground keeps moving on its own