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 colour


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 sky stays 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 colour

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 colour


Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust

Then climb into bed and turn to dust





Chorus :

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