|
Watch your body rise and fall |
|
Respiring the sadness |
|
Into distance till the day is gone |
|
You're leaving it all in a dream you won't recall |
|
Every time a calendar flips |
|
Another time is losing its grip |
|
The characters we generate |
|
But it's never quite the same |
|
In the garden, in the garage |
|
Kingdom of a summer lawn |
|
Summing the dream of another life to come |
|
Behind your eyes you're filing away the details of another day |
|
We can't retain them all |
|
You can't retain them all |
|
In the garden, in the garage |
|
The echo of a summer lost |
|
Remember the dream of another life to come |
|
Sending for a cicada |
|
Ground is calling you home |
|
Time is losing its grip |
|
The gentle sway of the trees |
|
Will soon be an ominous breeze |
|
Time is losing its grip |
|
Of days my love will lift |
