| Midnight coming back around
|
| The summer heat that wears me out
|
| Is drifting through a firmament of cranes
|
| And the friends I’ve left behind
|
| Are speechless in my sunlit mind
|
| As through the door to summer
|
| Through the door to summer
|
| They pass away
|
| If there’s a stillness in your eyes
|
| The unreal city’s closing all its summer doors on you tonight yeah
|
| Won’t you step into the light
|
| The arcades that have blossomed just
|
| To fade into the shadows of the night
|
| Through all the trains still moving in my mind
|
| The gas fire flares into the light
|
| And I am in this house on fire
|
| But I was only watching clouds go by
|
| And we were old before our time
|
| And we knew as we heard the fields just
|
| Singing in the quiet yeah
|
| That one day the band would strike
|
| A tune that carried us along
|
| Through city gardens, leaving in the heat
|
| And all the deals and trials on Ganton Street
|
| The gas fire flares into the light
|
| And I am in this house on fire
|
| But I was only watching clouds go by
|
| I picked her up at half past four
|
| The church hall in a haze
|
| Unreal as I could ever really be
|
| And everyone was leaving and the moment passed away
|
| And ended up inside my heart a dream
|
| Midnight coming back around
|
| The summer heat that wears me out
|
| Is rising to my eyes behind the flames
|
| I have come to disbelieve
|
| Exactly what I hear and see
|
| As through the door to summer
|
| Through the door to summer
|
| I pass away |