Changing Light of Summer

Woke up late and went outside I'm in stere'-you're lo-fi Falling faster through metaphors Vivid art-shows with barred doors Winter is waiting in the wings Is this love's last summer Is this our last summer Will we ever be here again Will we ever be us again Lands of Maybe through this Haunt the places we'd been They eat me alive Still find strands...of your hair, and I'm stranded So next week I plan A goodbye ritual This is love's last summer This is our last summer We will never be here again We will never be us again