Sound of Birds

Calling out for the summer Demons flooded with light Breaking up to the sound of birds Singing now songs I can't describe As the music begins And the sky looks bright And our spirits run free Tonight It's funny how things can turn out right Sometimes when you let it go Music you like on the radio Plays out like you used to know God knows, it feels like a while Seasons are going fast 'cause I'm getting old So long summertime We swam across to an island But there's an easy way back We felt the sun on our shoulders Warmed in our bones, now we're aching from the cold As the music begins And the sky looks bright And our spirits run free Tonight It's funny how things can turn out right Sometimes when you let it go Music you like on the radio Plays out like you used to know God knows, it feels like a while Seasons are going fast 'cause I'm getting old So long summertime Don't let go, let go of Let's dive into the ocean one more time Don't let go, let go of This time It's funny how things can turn out right Sometimes when you let it go Music you like on the radio Plays out like you used to know Summertime, it's been a while And I don't wanna see you go Another year passes by Good times come and go Summertime, it's been a while I'm sorry, hate to see you go Seasons are going fast 'cause I'm getting old So long summertime