Summer on Fire Songtext
von Julie Felix
Summer on Fire Songtext
A summer, a minute, a decade, an hour
Before the fruit there′s a delicate flower
Gonna grow, grow
Listen to the seasons flow
Petals, patterns on the page
Puppets on the slippery stage
If September cries with rain
Will the player strut in vain
Shout his lines in winter's face
Will his performance be a trace
In the torn and tattered
Quilt of time
Tell me, you, my friend, did you share your load
With the passing months along the road
Did you give them your gaze and breathe their scent
Did you try to understand what each change meant
Did you taste, did you touch, did you love, did you grow
Can you sing with the wind, fall like the snow
Drift like the clouds and break like ice
Flow like a river, giving love not advice
You, like a flower
Use the sun to transpire
You, like October
Set the summer on fire
I′m riding the spiral or is it a wheel
Your thoughts are instructed by all that you feel
They're going 'round, ′round
Listen to the changing sound
Sometimes fast and sometimes slow
Will November really know
How to face the darkening air
Will December this time share
The weight of falling leaves and dreams
Will winter′s needle mend the seams
Of the torn and tattered
Quilt of time
Tell me, you, my friend, did you share your load
With the passing months along the road
Did you give them your gaze and breathe their scent
Did you try to understand what each change meant
Did you taste, did you touch, did you love, did you grow
Can you sing with the wind, fall like the snow
Drift like the clouds and break like ice
Flow like a river, giving love not advice
You, like a flower
Use the sun to transpire
You, like October
Set the summer on fire
Tell me, you, my friend, did you share your load
With the passing months along the road
Did you give them your gaze and breathe their scent
Did you try to understand what each change meant
Did you taste, did you touch, did you love, did you grow
Can you sing with the wind, fall like the snow
Drift like the clouds and break like ice
Flow like a river, giving love not advice
You, like a flower
Use the sun to transpire
You, like October
Set the summer on fire
Set the summer on fire
Before the fruit there′s a delicate flower
Gonna grow, grow
Listen to the seasons flow
Petals, patterns on the page
Puppets on the slippery stage
If September cries with rain
Will the player strut in vain
Shout his lines in winter's face
Will his performance be a trace
In the torn and tattered
Quilt of time
Tell me, you, my friend, did you share your load
With the passing months along the road
Did you give them your gaze and breathe their scent
Did you try to understand what each change meant
Did you taste, did you touch, did you love, did you grow
Can you sing with the wind, fall like the snow
Drift like the clouds and break like ice
Flow like a river, giving love not advice
You, like a flower
Use the sun to transpire
You, like October
Set the summer on fire
I′m riding the spiral or is it a wheel
Your thoughts are instructed by all that you feel
They're going 'round, ′round
Listen to the changing sound
Sometimes fast and sometimes slow
Will November really know
How to face the darkening air
Will December this time share
The weight of falling leaves and dreams
Will winter′s needle mend the seams
Of the torn and tattered
Quilt of time
Tell me, you, my friend, did you share your load
With the passing months along the road
Did you give them your gaze and breathe their scent
Did you try to understand what each change meant
Did you taste, did you touch, did you love, did you grow
Can you sing with the wind, fall like the snow
Drift like the clouds and break like ice
Flow like a river, giving love not advice
You, like a flower
Use the sun to transpire
You, like October
Set the summer on fire
Tell me, you, my friend, did you share your load
With the passing months along the road
Did you give them your gaze and breathe their scent
Did you try to understand what each change meant
Did you taste, did you touch, did you love, did you grow
Can you sing with the wind, fall like the snow
Drift like the clouds and break like ice
Flow like a river, giving love not advice
You, like a flower
Use the sun to transpire
You, like October
Set the summer on fire
Set the summer on fire
Writer(s): Brett Beavers, Ryan Tyndell, Ross Copperman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com