Текст: The Black Heart Procession. The Old Kind Of Summer.

every day goes by and every night the same,
I sit and think of how I'm so much
further away from you.
every time I wake, I'll slowly mark the day,
cause this life has taken me so much
further away from you.
every sunset and every time it rains,
every walk I take I'll count the steps
further away from you.
if I should fall in love again, I will know that
I'm only that much further from you.
you'll fall in love again someday, I know.
you'll see the light and I'll be away.