"If I had an orchard, I'd work 'til I'm raw.
If I had an orchard, I'd work 'til I'm sore,
and you would wait tables and soon run the store;
gold hair in the sunlight,
my light in the dawn.
If I had an orchard, I'd work 'til I'm sore."

"Feel the autumn air.
Feel the winter wind.
Feel it in your bones.
Feel it on your skin.
Feel the love surrounded around you
fuel the fire raging inside you.
Live your life.
Don't let it pass you by."

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