A melancholy medatation on the end of the summer.
Wall of fuzzy guitars and ambient synths
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Submitted for A Dreamsville Summer
Summer's End
Lying on the Beach
Listening to the sound
As the waves come rolling in
From the distant coast of Spain
And the seagulls ride the winds
Scented by a foreign land
At the end of the summer
Lying in the grass
Looking at the clouds
Vapor tails trace the way
Of the jets that flew today
To a place I’ve never been
And the things I’ve never seen
It’s just another summer
Think I’ll take a walk outside
The Summer’s end is closing in
Put the Top Down, Take a ride
The Summer’s end is closing in
Sitting on the Porch
Listening to the sound
Of distant thunder on the wind
From a place I’ve never been
Postcards of the Square
In the humid Dog Day air
Near the end of the summer
Think I’ll take a walk outside
The Summer’s end is closing in
Put the Top Down, Take a ride
The Summer’s end is closing in
Lying in My Bed
Looking at the sky
The early morning cobalt blue
That chilly Autumn hue
Recalls those early summer hopes
And the dreams left unfulfilled
By the end of the Summer
Think I’ll take a walk outside
The Summer’s end is closing in
Put the Top Down, Take a ride
The Summer’s end is closing in
Maybe Walk around the town
The Summer’s end is closing in
The Summer Sun is going down
The Summer’s end is closing in