Daniel John - Summerland

You speak to me
In a language of flowers
All laid to rearrange
Every passed hour
The stars all hang above
They make me feel blue
For the unlikely chance at all
Of knowing you
It's the only truth
Not forever
Only just now
The future's open
If only were wide
Am I the only one who's getting old
Whose blonde still grows of summer
While the rest of me dulls
It's getting old
That's just the night talking to you
Your boyhood's with the ones you knew
And you can't have it now
Am I sleep of seeds
Or asleep for ages
A fall from all of Eden's graces
Where only weeds are grown
Cut the stems
I've found myself past the start again
It's lust dying
And if my heaven is a sin then I'm leaning into it
My heart beats
My head doesn't blink
There never really was much to believe

Written by:
Daniel Sekera

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