Could be honeycomb In a sea of honey, a sky of honey Whose shadow, long and low Is slipping out of wet clothes? And changes into the most beautiful iridescent blue Who knows who wrote that song of Summer That blackbirds sing at dusk This is a song of color Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust Then climb into bed and turn to dust Every sleepy light must say goodbye To the day before it dies In a sea of honey, a sky of honey Keep us close to your heart So if the skies turn dark We may live on in comets and stars Who knows who wrote that song of Summer That blackbirds sing at dusk This is a song of color Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust Then climb into bed and turn to dust Who knows who wrote that song of Summer That blackbirds sing at dusk This is a song of color Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust Then climb into bed and turn to dust Oh, sing of summer and a sunset and sing for us So that we may remember The day writes the words right across the sky They go all the way up to the top of the night © KATE BUSH TRADING AS NOBLE & BRITE; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com