Dress down the walls
And roll them up
Pack up the drawers
And box it all
Tis the season to fly
It’s time to get away from here
Fold up the trinkets
Wrap away the chords
Put away the family jewels
Charms both new and old
Time for an adventure’s here
The sun is drawing near
Don’t be scared at all
It’s not far to fall
Easy enough
For a footed landing
For standing back up strong
Sound and stout
It’s time for a change
Time to feel the wind
Halfway round the world
Time to be brave
The age of motion
Is only always
I won’t regret it
I won’t now or ever



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