“My Endless Summer” by Galuschka (Ithaka / 2019 / Oscilloskope)

I'm trying really hard to remember
How I lost your number
How I lost your name
I find it really hard to explain
In late September
When I lost my summer
Nobody would take the blame
I find it really hard to retain
The birch trees
And the willows
And the waxwings
Through the windows
The reflections
Balance on the windowsill
Where you don't

Where are you?
(In the morning
Where are you?
Where I lay?
Where are you?
Evidеntly you have gone away.)

Wherе are you?
(In the evening
Where are you?
Where I pray?
Where are you?)
Evidently nothing's here to stay

But I'm trying really hard to remember
How I got this numb. And nothing but the bones remain
I'm trying really hard to explain
In late September
My endless summer ended with the bedsheets stained
And everything I knew became a duckling
Out of water
And the dead thing
On the shoulder
Of the highway reaching into endless night
Where you don't

Where are you?
(In the morning
Where are you?
Where I lay?
Where are you?
Evidently you have gone away.)
Where are you?
In the evening
Where are you
Where I pray?
Where are you?
Evidently nothing's here to stay.)

(We've all seen the way the ashes rise
But out bodies have yet to realize
Despite all our desperate pleas and cries
We all know that everything dies.)

Where are you?
(In the morning
Where are you?
Where I lay?
Where are you?
Evidently you have gone away.)
Where are you?
In the evening
Where are you
Where I pray?
Where are you?
Evidently nothing's here to stay.)

So much for my endless summer
So much for my endless summer
So much for my endless summer
So much for my end