Late Summer

I was stopping time
By going back again
I lived inside my mind until
I could feel again

It's a strange kind
Of love that we endeavoured
It's a strange kind
Of love that never gives

And it's late summer
Late summer
And autumn's denial

Clocks were keeping time
Painfully accurate
I kept track of mine
And how could I forget

It's a strange kind
Of time that's barely moving
It's a strange kind
Of time without a pulse

And it's late summer
Late summer
And autumn's denial

Late summer
Late summer
Late summer again
And autumn's denial



Credits
Writer(s): Atle Skogrand
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