Album: Coldharbour

Indian Summer

Soaring through the woods at the end of the summer
Feeling the spirit like a breeze through my mind
I hear a distant cry
Thoughts in the hearts of a million people
I hear a distant cry
Fearing a change is a sign of the times

Waiting around while the stream runs between us
We met between the enemy lines
How can we kill the time?
Nobody gets out of here alive
How can we kill the time?
Funny how life seems to pass me by

Dreams in the twilight of an Indian summer
Thoughts in the dust of the gathering night

How do you think I'm gonna get through this summer?
Noise from the street seems heavy sometimes
Why should I even try?
I wish someone else would make up my mind
Why should I even try?
Nothing ever turns out right

Dreams in the twilight of an Indian summer
Thoughts in the dust of the gathering night
Gathering night