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Tekster: Jackson Browne. The Fairest of The Seasons.

Now that it's time, now that the hour
Hand has landed at the end
Now that it's real, now that
The dreams have given all they had to lend

I want to know, do I stay or do I go?
And maybe try another time
And do I really have a hand in my forgetting

Now that I've tried, now that I've finally found
That this is not the way
Now that I turn, now that I feel
It's time to spend the night away

I want to know, do I stay or do I go?
And maybe finally spit the rind
And do I really understand the under netting

Yes, and the morning has me looking in your eyes
And seeing mine warning me to read the signs carefully

Now that it's love, now that the candle's falling
Smaller in my mind
Now that it's here, now that I'm almost not so very far behind

I want to know, do I stay or do I go?
And maybe fall another side
And do I really have a sound that I can ride on

Now that I can, now that it's easy
Ever easy all around
Now that I'm near, now that
I'm falling to the sunlights and to song

I want to know, do I stay or do I go?
And do I have to do just one
And can I choose again if I should lose the reason

Yes, and the morning has me looking in your eyes
And seeing mine warning me to read the signs oh carefully

Now that I smile, now that
I'm laughing even deeper in the side
Now that I see, now that
I finally found the one thing I denied

It's now I know, do I stay or do I go?
And it is finally I decide
That I'll be leaving in the fairest of the seasons