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Mostly Autumn
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The Riders of Rohan
As the quiet still of dawn Reaches for the sun And the sunshine meadows blow And dreams and legends spring to life where.
Golden men sing golden freedom Catch them as they race the shooting stars
On the borders of the night Crystals form on green grass blades Where shadows chill the quier And evil forces poison nature
Candles burn in golden halls The king will ride to open war Golden men sing golden freedom Catch them as they race the shooting stars
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