I'm sorry I dropped you
I'm sorry I did
Black eyes and blue jeans in the garden
At the edge of summer
I don't want to lose you
But you're making it hard, so hard
With nothing to cling to
You're out on your own
Ageless at the bottom of the garden
At the edge of summer
I don't want to lose you
But you're making me try so hard
This is a warning, this as warning, this is a warning
For everyone who feels like they're living with their eyes shut
Tripping over eggshells and trying their best
This is a warning, this is a warning, this is a warning
I watch how the sun goes
When it comes in too close
Passed out at the bottom of the garden
At the edge of summer
I don't want to lose you
But you're making me try so hard
This is a warning, this as warning, this is a warning
For everyone who feels like they're living with their eyes shut
Tripping over eggshells and trying their best
This is a warning, this is a warning, this is a warning
If the sun didn't set today, would tomorrow still be yesterday?
I wrote a Hemingway along your spine, it read profanity
Biro pens that I wrote poems with, I swallowed
So they'd never tell my secret, sweet and very strange
I was never raised properly, just a sloppy man of profit with a lot to say
Fought a tongue that might have knocked his head
The laughing spot as if I hid
The curried chicken, the only thing in the loads of villages
I filled with facts and think of Saturday known scribbled in ink
Provided that they were known to make clearly and Metallica one time
I never cared about the music and said I never would
When the summer was over, we had nothing to show
Black eyes in the garden and nowhere to go
For everyone who feels like they're living with their eyes shut
Tripping over eggshells and trying their best
This is a warning, this is a warning, this is a warning
For everyone who feels like they're living with their eyes shut
Tripping over eggshells and trying their best
When the summer was over, we had nothing to show
Black eyes in the garden and nowhere to go
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