Solace for the Solstice

I can't wait for her no more
Can't wait for her to come on by
It's just wait and see

Solace for the solstice
A windmill for the air
Sees the end of any precipice
When the Goddess deems it fair
But hanging by the moonside
And counting stars for days
Would rid me of my own pride
When I'm lost into your gaze

Gleam sweet beams on me once more
Sweet beams that bend and burn my brow
How did I, before you, know how?

Solace for the solstice
A windmill for the air
Sees the end of any precipice
When the Goddess deems it fair
But hanging by the moonside
And counting stars for days
Would rid me of my own pride
When I'm lost into your gaze

Dreaming of the plum trees
4,000 miles away
I don't think that they've wilted
Since we shaded them last may

Solace for the solstice
A windmill for the air
Sees the end of any precipice
When the Goddess deems it fair
But hanging by the moonside
And counting stars for days
Would rid me of my own pride
When I'm lost into your gaze



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Kellum
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