The chill of the cool autumn air as the leaves of red and yellow danced along the wind
And the fish gliding elegantly through the water
I take the hand of my beloved as we saunter through and through
The song of the birds as they fly around us
And to their song we dance
We dance to the highest point in the quarry
The view is beautiful
And the sun is soon to set
We sit on the edge of the quarry
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