| [00:10.92] |
Bicycles have drifted through these |
| [00:15.70] |
Leaves still wet with rain |
| [00:20.66] |
August now has faded |
| [00:25.43] |
In the silence of the rain |
| [00:54.92] |
I remember one Sunday |
| [00:59.35] |
Riding in through the gate |
| [01:04.60] |
Three balloons in a white sky |
| [01:11.40] |
nineteen seventy-eight |
| [01:35.83] |
Playgrounds where we spent our days |
| [01:40.12] |
Return within our dreams |
| [01:44.89] |
What it is |
| [01:47.32] |
It isn't up to me |
| [01:54.27] |
I've been driving in my car |
| [01:58.75] |
On Sunday in the rain |
| [02:03.61] |
And my life is slipping so...away |
