Late July
Somewhere warm, where the water flows like wine
That's where you'll find me passing my time
A hard days done, and I'm doing fine
So that's where you'll find me, passing my time
And when the rain comes it feels like Late July
You might feel the whole earth moving, like a battlecry
And if the fire burns, you might just lose your life
But that's where you'll find me, passing my time
There's a peace that comes staring at an open range
A field of memories blooming, fills me full of grace
I might find myself longing for those days
And I keep trying 'til I get that feeling back again
And when the rain comes it feels like Late July
You might feel the whole earth moving, like a battlecry
And if the fire burns, you might just lose your life
But that's where you'll find me, passing my time
All this time I thought, things were worth holding
'Til I went without, much at all
Ah, well it ain't so bad, if you look at the roses
And come to realize, they bloom and then they fall
And when the rain comes it feels like Late July
You might feel the whole earth moving, like a battlecry
And if the fire burns, if the fire burns
If the fire burns, you might just lose your life
But that's where you'll find me, passing my time
That's where you'll find me passing my time
A hard days done, and I'm doing fine
So that's where you'll find me, passing my time
And when the rain comes it feels like Late July
You might feel the whole earth moving, like a battlecry
And if the fire burns, you might just lose your life
But that's where you'll find me, passing my time
There's a peace that comes staring at an open range
A field of memories blooming, fills me full of grace
I might find myself longing for those days
And I keep trying 'til I get that feeling back again
And when the rain comes it feels like Late July
You might feel the whole earth moving, like a battlecry
And if the fire burns, you might just lose your life
But that's where you'll find me, passing my time
All this time I thought, things were worth holding
'Til I went without, much at all
Ah, well it ain't so bad, if you look at the roses
And come to realize, they bloom and then they fall
And when the rain comes it feels like Late July
You might feel the whole earth moving, like a battlecry
And if the fire burns, if the fire burns
If the fire burns, you might just lose your life
But that's where you'll find me, passing my time
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Writer(s): Regina Mary Ferguson
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