Autumn - Hill-tops Like Hot Iron Glitter Bright in The Sun, And The Rivers we are Eying Burn to Gold as They Run, Burning Hot is the Ground, Liquid Gold is the Air..!
Autumn - Hill-tops Like Hot Iron Glitter Bright in The Sun, And The Rivers we are Eying Burn to Gold as They Run, Burning Hot is the Ground, Liquid Gold is the Air..!
