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• Artiste: Typhoon
• Titre: Summer Home
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i promised you i'm never giving up, never giving up, never giving up, i won't give in but now that my body's giving up, my legs are giving out my head is throwing up its hands it's asking can we wait for the summer again? can we hold out for summer again? will we ever be whole again? my old house, my childhood's tomb it is a failing light, but it will come back soon a candle burns in your old room and before it goes out, i swear i will find you my little sister, i was two, the year that you were born and ben came after you we all three shared gentle youth our mother combed our hair, our father cleaned our wounds then a small thing happened, or sunk its tooth and i was left behind, in different shapes you move in my peripheral sight i reach out for you but when i turn my head i'm in an empty room a faceless clock, the hands unmoved but for a layer of dust, a cobweb or two in a broken mirror i see my broken truths now when i comb my hair, i pull the gray ones loose my old house, my childhood's tomb it is a failing light, but it will come back soon in the backyard, birds, a dogwood blooms i will come back home, i will wait for you i will wait for the summer i will hold out for summer i will wait, there's a promise-land in every man's heart. there is a summer