Crocus-Purple December
The summer's hardly over
Over mountains heat will rise
The cold is not the end
The end is all I have in sight
The crocus-purple December
Embers keeping neighbors close
Will have to sit again
Again they're writing out their prose
I sit with speckled flowers
Hours in the evening time
I take a left on first street
First street holds me up just fine
I was just a child, wild
Filling shoes with holes
I was just a baby, maybe
I know things I don't know
I'm a wickie with a candle
Candles all burn up too fast
I'm a ship that needs a light house
Houses are burning up like grass
There's a crowd inside the mud room
Mud rooms are always neat and clean
There's a key dropped on the floor
By the door that opens doors unseen
I'm holding onto something
Something I know will slip away
The summer's almost over
Over time there's less to say
I'm the kid that's standing
Standing on the other side of the wall
I'm the kid filled with wonder
I wonder if this town will ever fall
Over mountains heat will rise
The cold is not the end
The end is all I have in sight
The crocus-purple December
Embers keeping neighbors close
Will have to sit again
Again they're writing out their prose
I sit with speckled flowers
Hours in the evening time
I take a left on first street
First street holds me up just fine
I was just a child, wild
Filling shoes with holes
I was just a baby, maybe
I know things I don't know
I'm a wickie with a candle
Candles all burn up too fast
I'm a ship that needs a light house
Houses are burning up like grass
There's a crowd inside the mud room
Mud rooms are always neat and clean
There's a key dropped on the floor
By the door that opens doors unseen
I'm holding onto something
Something I know will slip away
The summer's almost over
Over time there's less to say
I'm the kid that's standing
Standing on the other side of the wall
I'm the kid filled with wonder
I wonder if this town will ever fall
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Butler
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Other Album Tracks
- Whistle From the Fern
- An Icterid Passes
- Bike Thieves Theme
- Half My Time
- Being, Ch. 1
- Flyaway
- Crocus-Purple December
- Overmorrow
- Ruin Song
- Being, Ch. 2
All Album Tracks: The Prolific Riverside Bike Thieves of Mt. Sterling, Ohio >
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