The War of the Worlds movie - FOREVER AUTUMN AND THE THUNDER lyrics
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CHILD <br>
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JOURNALIST: For three days I fought my way along roads packed with<br>
refugees, the homeless, burdened with boxes and bundles containing their valuables.<br>
All that was of value to me was in London, but by the time I reached their little<br>
red-brick house, Carrie and her father were gone.<br>
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FOREVER AUTUMN <br>
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The summer sun is fading as the year grows old<br>
And darker days are drawing near<br>
The winter winds will be much colder<br>
Now you're not here.<br>
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I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky<br>
And one by one they disappear<br>
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I wish that I was flying with them<br>
Now you're not here.<br>
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Like the sun through the tres you came to love me<br>
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Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away<br>
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Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way<br>
You always loved this time of year<br>
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now<br>
'cause you're not here<br>
'cause you're not here<br>
'cause you're not here <br>
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JOURNALIST: Fire suddenly leapt from house to house, the population panicked and<br>
ran - and I was swept along with them, aimless and lost without Carrie. Finally, I headed<br>
Eastward for the ocean, and my only hope of survival - a boat out of England.<br>
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Like the sun through the trees you came to love me<br>
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away<br>
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A gentle rain falls softly on my weary eyes<br>
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As if to hide a lonely tear<br>
My lift will be Forever Autumn<br>
'cause you're not here<br>
'cause you're not here<br>
'cause you're not here <br>
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JOURNALIST: As I hastened through Covent Garden, Blackfriars and Billingsgate,<br>
more and more people joined the painful exodus. Sad, weary women, their children<br>
stumbling and streaked with tears, their men bitter and angry, the rich rubbing shoulders<br>
with beggars and outcasts. Dogs snarled and whined, the horses' bits were covered with<br>
foam... and here and there were wounded soldiers, as helpless as the rest.<br>
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We saw tripods wading up the Thames, cutting through bridges as though<br>
they were paper - Waterloo Bridge, Westminster Bridge... One appeared above Big<br>
Ben.<br>
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MARTIANS: Ulla!<br>
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JOURNALIST: Never before in the history of the world had such a mass of<br>
human beings moved and suffered together. This was no disciplined march - it was a<br>
stampede - without order and without a goal, six million people unarmed and<br>
unprovisioned, driving headlong. It was the beginning of the rout of civilization, of the<br>
massacre of mankind.<br>
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A vast crowd buffeted me towards the already packed steamer. I looked up enviously at<br>
those safely on board - straight into the eyes of my beloved Carrie! At sight of me she<br>
began to fight her way along the packed deck to the gangplank. At that very moment it<br>
was raised, and I caught a last glimpse of her despairing face as the crowd swept me<br>
away from her.<br>
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Like the sun through the trees you came to love me<br>
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away.<br>
<br>
Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way<br>
<br>
You always loved this time of year<br>
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now<br>
'cause you're not here<br>
'cause you're not here<br>
'cause you're not here <br>
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MARTIANS: Ulla!<br>
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JOURNALIST: The steamer began to move slowly away - but on the landward horizon<br>
appeared the silhouette of a Fighting Machine. Another came, and another, striding over<br>
hills and trees, plunging far out to sea and blocking the exit of the steamer. Between<br>
them lay the silent, grey Ironclad 'Thunder Child'. Slowly it moved towards shore; then,<br>
with a deafening roar and whoosh of spray, it swung about and drove at full speed<br>
towards the waiting Martians. <br>
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