Where the Summer Faded
Indie folk song in a slow 12/8 sway at about 60 BPM: reverb-soaked guitars, soft drums and ghostly harmonies, with a hushed male croon. Haunted and nostalgic, sung in English, about a summer romance that faded and the quiet lake where it began.
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Lyrics
The dock is missing half its boards.We left our names in cedar wood.I still remember how it poured,The night we stayed as long as we could.Cold water, deep blue.I am still waiting here for you.The pine trees know the way.Cold water, deep blue.We drove your brother's beat-up car.The radio played out of tune.We didn't have to go that far,To find the light behind the moon.Cold water, deep blue.I am still waiting here for you.The pine trees know the way.Cold water, deep blue.The leaves turn brown and fall away.The air is getting sharp and thin.I watch the surface turn to gray,And wonder where the ice begins.Cold water, deep blue.I am still waiting here for you.The pine trees know the way.Cold water, deep blue.
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