What you do speaks so loud I cannot hear what you say Except for the occassional word Sulphates a sentimental sight it bothers me No longer king of bloke and bird
All of my life Searching hard Down in the wires Of love
Summer me now summer my life away Summon me onto another day
A hand through the clouds keeps knocking me down It's no less than I deserve They built museums I don't visit them I've made enough trouble of my own
Into the night Searching hard Look for the light Of love
Summer me now summer my life away Summon me on to another day
Summer the evening, winter ways are falling down again I sing from the chaos in my heart, my heart
Then comes the evening that makes life worth living Shoving the shoes out in the light She walks in, I can hear her �
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