Buffalo Tom - Summer
Sight unseen, sad seas
Summer song sung all alone
Dragged across the seven seas
To the beach come follow me
Summer's gone, a summer song
You've wasted every day, every day
Cellophane, grandma's town
Summers letters on the ground
Seven pins the fall begins
When the leaves burn summer ends
Summer's gone, a summer song
You've wasted every day, every day
Summers gone can't wipe it off my hands
Write it in the sand, in the sand
Where've my heroes gone today
Mick and Keith and Willie Mays
Broken windows, trails outside
I can take you for a ride
Summer's gone, a summer song
You've wasted every day, every day
Summers gone can't wipe it off my hands
Write it in the sand, in the sand
In the sand
Summer's gone, a summer song
You wasted every day, every day
Summers gone can't wipe it off my hands
Write it in the sand, in the sand
In the sand
In the sand
In the sand
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