Summer for Capricorns - Horse Feathers

I can’t bear the beat of a different drum

It holds me down and won’t help me none

When the heat begins to fade

I know it’s the time for which I’ve been made

My blood it runs, cold in the vein

I’m left empty-handed with every rhythm change

Autumn

Do what you need

I’ve had my fill

Summer, please concede

Autumn

Hold your tongue, lose your leaves

Winter’s coming give me bare trees

I can’t bear the beat of a different drum

It holds me down it won’t help me none

I can’t bear the beat of a different drum