85 

Another mountain for me, another day I haven’t seen,
Another cloudy morning, another daffodil that’s dead
And like the wind you’ll catch me
And like the wind you’ll catch, catch

85, his tired eyes are bleeding sadness out
Quietness and silent stares permeate the air
85 86 87 Summer’s gone

A letter that he wrote her
A photograph at the pier
A ticket for the theatre
And couples dancing without fear
My memoery fades, forget you
And feelings flex and spiral, spiral

85, his tired eyes are bleeding sadness out
Quietness and silent stares permeate the air
85 86 87 Summer’s gone

His crooked hands clasped tight
He’s pushig forward on his frame
The sea rain splatters him gently
Again he smiles without disdain
And like the wind you’ll catch me
And like the wind you’ll catch, catch


85, his tired eyes are bleeding sadness out
Quietness and silent stares permeate the air
85 86 87 Summer’s gone

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