Lyric Last Good Day Of The Year

Don t tell me
That you get sick of living
When the summer s so forgiving although we have stolen
All of the things that we though we had owned then
Have disappeared

All these things in flavour
Won t do you no favours
When the summer s light is fragrant with scents of returning
You relent, you resent, now you re burning
For nothing to change....

There s something there...
(amongst the fallen fruit and flowers)
Won t rest
(only minutes, only hours)
Unless
(now the morning breaks in showers)
I guess
We ll remember this all of our lives
On the last good day of the year

All the leaves are turning
Autumn s fingers burnished
Furnished here in hope and in faith in the meantime
Kinda working my way through a dream
I was having alone

There s something there...
(amongst the fallen fruit and flowers)
Won t rest
(only minutes, only hours)
Unless
(now the morning breaks in showers)
I m left
With the north wind breathing down my neck...

On the last good day of the year.....

(don t know where i end and where you begin...)