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Texty: Gandharvas. The First Day Of Spring.

My friend
Don't just sit there and ruminate
With your navel to contemplate
Oh, it's a beautiful day outside
Time's passing you by

Come on out
Don't just sit there catatonic
I'm feeling supersonic
A west wind is sweeping by

The sun's full in the sky
And there's no way of knowing
No way to know
Know how long it'll last

No way of knowing
No way to know
Know how long it'll last

Come on out
Don't just sit there and decompose
Go throw on some summer clothes
I would enjoy your company

One thing please hurry
Cause there's no way of knowing
No way to know
Know how long it'll last

No way of knowing
No way to know
Know how long it'll last, yeah

My friend
It's time that you begin again
Time that you begin again
Time that you begin again
Time that you begin yeah

You can't mean it
You can't mean it
You can't mean it
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