Summer - Rosetta Stone

And the seasons change

And I hope that summer never comes

See you lying still so old

I find your logic forever far too cold

Will I cross your mind

When it comes a time

Did I venture this just for the ride

To live this life on the other side

The other side…

And the seasons change

And I hope that summer never comes

See you lying still so old

I find your logic forever far too cold

And I pray that summer never comes…

You serve in solitude

This pride of hers that ---?

It tears apart

Cuts you up

And this figurehead lies face to face

With wounds I never ---?

This heart and mind

This fear of yours

I’ve seen the day

So many different ways

Open up this wound of yours

And heal it with a touch from this

Heal it

Heal it with a touch from this…

It’s a darkest day we return to this

Room to play, a place to pray for

Release this pressure that we all endure

Poles apart compromise no more

Take my life down the straightest line

You can dance for hours — never combine