Summersong - The Decemberists

Ramblin’where to begin

I taste the summer on your peppery skin

Been saved the warmer the waves

I felt a slip into a watery grave

My girl, linen and curls

Lips parting like a flag all unfurled

She’s grand the bend of her hand

Digging deep into the sweep of the sand

Summer arrives with a length of lights

Summer blows away

And quietly gets swallowed by a wave

It gets swallowed by a wave

Waylay the din of the day

Boats bobbing in the blue of the bay

In deep far beneath all the dead sailors

Slowly slipping to sleep

My girl, linen and curls

Lips parting like a flag all unfurled

She’s grand the bend of her hand

Digging deep into the sweep of the sand

Summer arrives with a length of lights

Summer blows away

And quietly gets swallowed by a wave

It gets swallowed by a wave…