Endless summer nights are looking for an end
black winged flights rushing suddenly south
Night is settling softly down
brittle leaves cast off summers crown
Longing songs invoke the harvest breed
Last we spoke you were drowning in your need
first rains fell with your words
looking to the sky its all i heard
lights are burning now falling night
were inturing a summer of delight
all undone im driving on my own
toward the seaside all alone
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