Steady summer storms
Wash away sandy footprints
Worms come out to play
Steady summer storms
Wash away sandy footprints
Worms come out to play
Every tiny crack
A home for weeds and migrants
Hold tight little ones
Inbetween torrents
Dragonfly wings a quiver
Glowing spectral haze
Melodies vanish
By bending broken branches
Into the darkness
Golden grains of sand
Sipping through the glass of wine
Until I forget
Putting up fences
I can’t hear what you’re saying
Above the drilling
Long hot summer days
We used make the most of
Now fade into grey
Dreaming of sunsets
Waiting for the storm to pass
Living in memories
Little roots shoot out
Burrowing into fresh soil
I’m hanging in there
Once you have climbed up
To the top of the tree the
Only way is down