You saw me as the purest form
Naked against the window pane
I cannot see you tonight
I saw you in black and white film
Naked against the wallpaper
I could not unsee that shot
And I would like to see you tonight
Through spring, summer, autumn into winter
I can see how time has passed
I haven’t been myself
Bleak obsessions, bully dogs in dresses
When you don’t pick up the phone I make up what you said
I want to hold your thought
Every last edge of what I want to think you are
It’s just what you’re not
Saw you in black and white
Naked against the backdrop of a thought that I had long kept inside
Through spring, summer, autumn into winter
I can see how time has passed
I haven’t been myself
Bleak obsessions, bully dogs in dresses
When you don’t pick up the phone I make up what you said
Spring, summer, autumn into winter
I’m not comfortable at home
Or relaxed around my friends
A weird ending, bully dogs and weddings
There is beauty in the form, purity and warmth
Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter was written by Bellows.
Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter was produced by Paul Gold & Jack Greenleaf.
Bellows released Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter on Fri Sep 30 2016.