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• saint louis, 1904

Season is changing now
Snowman, when you leave, please take my questions

The sun is burning my skin
I feel the heart getting frozen inside
Drive south, slow down
I’m losing touch with this postcard sunset

Forget the harvest
It’s not your fault
The drought and the locust
Drained our hopes

It’s been a long cold winter
Dear summer I hate you so
It’s been a cold dead winter
Dear summer I hate you so

Sometimes it just feels too hard to reach,
To catch a true smile, to be here and now

The field is burning
Can I get lost in my own house ?
Leave the door open
When the night comes I’ll be fine

Our hearts don’t follow the seasons‘change
The wind keeps blowing, the leaves keep growing

It’s been a long cold winter
Dear summer I hate you so
It’s been a cold dead winter
Dear summer I hate you so

Dear summer I hate you so
Dear summer I hate you so
Dear summer I hate you so
Dear summer I hate you