So, I once had this idea of taking a girl on a date to drive the Nebo Loop and look at fall leaves. It never worked out, so I ended up moving to Texas (yeah, that's not quite accurate, but it sounds better that way) where they really don't have a fall season (at least not to the same degree as along the Wasatch Front in Utah). After awhile, I realized that I really missed the fall, so I started writing some lyrics about it. I never got very far, but maybe I will at some point.
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