Resurrecting Summer - Written and Recorded by Dave Stewart

Resurrecting Summer by Dave Stewart.

It was a return to the Summer we did not have
A thousand swallows, and season new,
As time without memory
So bright as to force devils pensive
Fresh as the newborn cry
Drifting , the citrus ghost of a dream
Played out as clear as the water, or
Sky. Both locked in their eternal reflection.
A season of Sundays locked in May,
Promising a quarter of our hindsight.

I awake to darkness, and silence,
- Night's mute understudy. And who dares say,
That Summer is no more, than the sunlight
Shone bright - on beauty and catastrophe

It fools us still
Promising us tranquility
But delivering expectations.

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