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Midnight coming back around, the summer heat that wears me out |
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Is drifting through a firmament of cranes |
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And the friends I've left behind are speechless in my sunlit mind |
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As through the door to summer, through the door to summer, they pass away |
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If there's a stillness in your eyes |
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The unreal city's closing all its summer doors on you tonight |
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Won't you step into the light? |
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The arcades that have blossomed just to fade into the shadows of the night |
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Through all the trains still moving in my mind |
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The gas fire flares into the light |
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And I am in this house on fire |
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But I was only watching clouds go by |
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Through the doors of summer |
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Through the doors of summer |
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We pass away |
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And we were old before our time |
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And we knew as we heard the fields just singing in the quiet |
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That one day the band would strike a tune that carried us along |
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Through city gardens, leaving in the heat |
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And all the deals and trials on Ganton Street |
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The gas fire flares into the light |
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And I am in this house on fire |
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But I was only watching clouds go by |
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I picked her up at half past four, the church hall in a haze |
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Unreal as I could ever really be |
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And everyone was leaving and the moment passed away |
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And ended up inside my heart, a dream |
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Midnight coming back around, the summer heat that wears me out |
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Is rising to my eyes behind the flames |
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I have come to disbelieve exactly what I hear and see |
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As through the door to summer, through the door to summer, we pass away |
