Sound of Birds

Calling out for the summer

Demons flooded with light

Breaking up to the sound of birds

Singing now songs I can't describe

As the music begins

And the sky looks bright

And our spirits run free

Tonight

It's funny how things can turn out right

Sometimes when you let it go

Music you like on the radio

Plays out like you used to know

God knows, it feels like a while

Seasons are going fast 'cause I'm getting old

So long summertime

We swam across to an island

But there's an easy way back

We felt the sun on our shoulders

Warmed in our bones, now we're aching from the cold

As the music begins

And the sky looks bright

And our spirits run free

Tonight

It's funny how things can turn out right

Sometimes when you let it go

Music you like on the radio

Plays out like you used to know

God knows, it feels like a while

Seasons are going fast 'cause I'm getting old

So long summertime

Don't let go, let go of

Let's dive into the ocean one more time

Don't let go, let go of

This time

It's funny how things can turn out right

Sometimes when you let it go

Music you like on the radio

Plays out like you used to know

Summertime, it's been a while

And I don't wanna see you go

Another year passes by

Good times come and go

Summertime, it's been a while

I'm sorry, hate to see you go

Seasons are going fast 'cause I'm getting old

So long summertime