[Verse 1]
When I read her autumn letter
I could sail right through the grapes of wrath
And the wind that presided over
The little gold leaf on my path
I was born then and surrounded by the flash
[Verse 2]
When our callow youthful forsakes us
We’ll be left out in the hail
And our hungry souls will cast us on the trail
On the trail
[Chorus]
Panic shouts out
Pity drowns out
Mercy wins out in the end
Sail right through the grapes of wrath
[Verse 3]
When I read her autumn letter
Heading west on 444
I could fly there and could die there
On the shore
On the shore
[Chorus]
Panic shouts out
Pity drowns out
Mercy wins out in the end
Panic shouts out
Pity drowns out
Mercy wins out in the end
Panic shouts out (panic shouts out)
Pity drowns out (pity drowns out)
But mercy wins out in the end
In the end
In the end
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