Autumn Festival

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Last year's Autumn Festival was spent in Fraser's Hill where we recited poems under hanging lanterns. I recited a song by Julia Fordham:

Behind Closed Doors
Behind closed doors
You're mine I'm yours
We've got our own language
And that's about all

Stripped to the bone
I'm happy alone
So wherever I'm going
I'm going there on my own

In this man's world
You're always screaming to be heard
In this latest vessel
A changing restless soul

Beyond this times
Beyond this mind
There's another existence
In parallel lines

We've got a bond
So sweet so strong
For the sake of the good times
We're still hanging on

In this man's world
You're always screaming to be heard
In this latest vessel
A changing restless soul

And this is my heart talking
Only my heart talking
And I, oh and I still love you
Behind closed doors