I’ve lived a thousand moments
Upon a summer’s seam
Where shadows are abandoned
Behind a filtered dream
Winter’s gone and left a hole
We fill it up with flowers.
But every little child knows
First there come the showers.
There’s no crime in being different
But unique can be a risk
Summer love may taste real sweet
If you avoid the autumn kiss.
Truth is better left unfound
Among the uncut grass.
Ignorance is bliss, you know
But summer bliss can’t last.
A couple hundred moments more,
We’re freed in summer sun
The hands have frozen on the clock
It’s all over; yet it’s just begun.
Innocence, so pure and clean
When summer light first fell
Now *****, broken on the curb
In autumn wind; it’s just as well.

I’ve lived a thousand moments
Upon a summer’s seam
Waiting for the time to come
When nightmares leave the dream
Where hope and love are simple
And dreams are made of glass.
Each one is a summer’s gift,
But summer doesn’t last.