The summer set fire to the rain
And fire to my bones
But you just stood there begging for the world to leave you alone
The summer set fire to the rain
And fire to my bones
It burned until nothing remained of all that I’d known
The winter held spring in white gloves
And slowly it grew
But you just stood there waiting for the world to walk out on you
The summer set fire to the rain
And fire to my bones
It burned until nothing remained of all that I’d known
The summer set fire to the rain
And fire to my bones
It burned until nothing remained of all that I’d known
Don’t you see everything’s interweaving?
Don’t you know all of the world’s conceiving you?
How long, holding true?
How long until the bloom?
How long must we wait for you?
It’s waiting, under the snow
We sowed the good seed—how long till you let it grow?
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