“Chant D’Automne” by Paul Verlaine The long lamentsOf autumn’s violinsWound my heartWith a monotone fatigue. All suffocatingAnd pale, whenThe hour chimes,I rememberThe old daysAnd I cry; And I goWith the nasty windThat is carrying meHere and thereSimilar to theFalling leaf. Listen to Our Last Autumn In Love on Tidal
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That Band Does Not Exist 