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Summer dies of age Dark red meadow thirst She falls down sad and drunk in withered sage Spreads her breath of hopeless beauty Smothers ambition, just wants you to sit there and.. Wait as waving hands as clear as ever, say good bye To places I have been, you are not aware of all your sins So I wait til sympathy for you is a mere memory of places I have been, a fragile hope Folktale dreams disrupted By autumns relentless pride Honesty weakens when days grow dark and short Oh, I'd go away If you gave me cold farewell Cause this empty darkness will always stay When my weekest moments bleed on ideas and ideals, I used to cheerish.. I wait as waving hands as clear as ever, say good bye To places I have been, you are not aware of all your sins So I wait til sympathy for you is a mere memory of places I have been, a fragile hope Wet and threatening pines surround me As I'm running through the night I'm escaping from darker sides of me But I don't know where to go. |