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Pulp - David's Last Summer lyrics
We made our way slowly down the path that led to the stream, swaying slightly, drunk on the sun, I suppose. It was a real summer's day. The ait humming with heat whilst the trees beckoned us into their cool green shade. When we reached the stream I put a bottle of cider into the water to chill, both of us knowing that we'd drink it long before it had a chance. This is where you want to be, there's nothing else but you and her and how you use your time. Walking to parties whilst it's still light outside. Peter was upset at first but now he's in the garden talking to somebody Polish. Why don't we set up a tent and spend the night out there? And we can pretend that we're somewhere foreign but we'll still be able to use the fridge if we get hungry or too hot. This is where you want to be...etc. This is where you want to be...etc. The room smells faintly of sun tan lotion in the evening sunlight and when you take off your clothes you're still wearing a small pale skin bikini. The sound od children playing in the park comes from faraway and time slows down to the speed of the specks of dust floating in the light of your window. Summer leaves fall from Summer trees. Summer grazes fade on Summer knees. Summer nights are slowly getting long, Summer's going so hurry soon it'll be gone. So we went out to the park at midnight one last time. Past the abandoned glasshouse stuffed full or drying palms, Past the bandstand down to the boating lake. And we swam in the moonlight for what seemed like hours until we couldn't swim anymore. And as we came out of the water we both sensed a certain movement in the air and we both shivered slightly and ran to collect our clothes. And as we walked home we could hear the leaves curling and turning brown on the trees and the birds deciding where to go for the winter. And the whole sound of Summer packing its bags as it prepared to leave town. Oh but I want you to stay for a while, I don't want to live in the cold |
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