Summertime from Split by Danello, The Sad Surfer & Possum In My Room

It might be summertime
but the winter’s in my heart and
The words are coming out
but don’t say anything at all
I’m laying out in the sun
I'm waiting for days to come
Along with the rays in the sky
that pierce my eyes all around

I show it, nobody knows it
The words I scream are
Rendered as a whisper
Though I show it, No one knows it

It might be in my mind’s eye
Nothing ever feels quite right
I run around so much
I go back and forth all of the time
I’m waiting for a surprise
I’m waiting for a demise
I’ve sat here waiting so long
I don’t even remember why

I show it, nobody knows it
The words I scream are
Rendered as a whisper
Though I show it, No one knows it

It might be summertime, but the winter’s in my heart and
The words are coming out but don’t say anything at all
I’m laying out in the sun. I'm waiting for days to come
Along with the rays in the sky that pierce my eyes all around

It might be summertime but….
It might be summertime but….
It might be summertime but….
It might be summertime but….

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