Lyrics
We swim across the pyramids,
We sail along the milky way,
We roam above the holy stone.
We peep into the granite heap,
We creep to read the secret tips,
We find
Summer heat at the end of the road,
Empty notebooks and tired bones,
Aching heads and attempts to recall
The time we skipped and the names we lost.
We seem to lose the sense of time,
We live but don't know where to find
The point
Where we left at the end of the road,
Full of fear and heavy load
To chase the past and eternity lords,
While sweeping these imperfect chords.
Summer heat at the end of the road...
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