The Door Into Summer

[Verse 1]

With his fool's gold stacked up all around him

From a killing in the market on the war

The children left King Midas there, as they found him

In his counting house where nothing counts but more

[Chorus]

And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band

And the laughter from a distant caravan

And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand

Fading through the door into summer

[Verse 2]

With his travelogues of "maybe next year" places

As a trade-in for a name upon the door

And he pays for it with years he cannot buy back with his tears

When he finds out there's been no one keeping score

[Chorus]

And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band

And the laughter from a distant caravan

And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand

Fading through the door into summer

[Chorus]

(Yes he) Thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band

And the laughter from a distant caravan

And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand

Fading through the door into summer

[Outro]

Fading through the door (Into summer)

Fading through the door into summer

Fading through the door into summer

Fading through the door into summer