Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
Trashcan Sinatras
In a golden summer field
I watch you fall asleep
In a pool i cool my heels
And watch you fall asleep
Like the flowers in spring
I know love is a seasonal thing
But in the summer of our heart
There's a place beyond a river
Will you grace the morning weather with me?
With me?
On the grass behind the goal
I trace your constellation of moles
Until the clouds close
And it's chilly round the pole
Only winter, should we part
Will succeed you in my heart
In the day-long dark
We can face the fading light together
If that's alright with you
With you
Spirit ascending, be never ending
Like the sun and moon