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Summer Happened lyrics : "Wagons East"

How many times?
Have I traversed these tired streets
Traced the faded yellow lines

With enough revolutions per minute to last a lifetime
Whispered cries of fragmented asphalt
Groaning with contempt

Longing for a life, a life less habitual

We spend our days, tracing beaten paths

Clutching at our memories, most will never last
With downcast eyes, bathed in stoic light
We may never see the road ahead

(We haven't got the sight)

So accelerate the daily grind and watch the hours fly

Collared shirts once crisp and clean
Now sag with all the weight, the weight of all this grey
A slave or sorts, bound in great green chains

Choker held tight by a master called tomorrow
But I can't understand wasting the best years
Just to enjoy the ones so close to the end


We spend our days, tracing beaten paths
Clutching at our memories, most will never last

With downcast eyes, bathed in stoic light
We may never see the road ahead


So open up your dreary eyes
And gouge them out with crimson regret
So many chances you have missed

So much time has slipped right through your fingers...

We spend our days, tracing beaten paths

Clutching at our memories, most will never last
With downcast eyes, bathed in stoic light
We may never see the road ahead

(We haven't got the sight)

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