Antonio Vivaldi

The Four Seasons: Summer

The seasons die out one by one their lives fade to gray
Their cries of death, become the wind, and then blow away
A man much too sober to, enjoy the city's view
He wastes away, so pointlessly, looking at the moon
This life that's slowed down to a stop - a stick in the mud
With rain that's tainted with a taste of pure alcohol
With apathy these eyes; they glow in the city lights
I know I haven't done a thing but I still feel guilty ...
It's as though, I'm alone, just living life as a bare shadow
And by now, I can't be sure, if I'm 'me' anymore
If I sing out to the rain, will the sun come out again?
I'm nothing but a dried up life, in this busy summer full of light
Dear, my most hated Past
I'm ready at last - to leave you behind
Even if these steps I make -
Lead to the last breath I'll take
A path paved with nightmares and horrible days
the trail I've left behind me
Someday these flowers will bloom
and they'll float down to you - wiping this life anew
Even through my suffering, even through my endless grief
With no sunlight breaking through the clouds above
The song in my heart, plays on!
These days they die out one by one
as time slips away,
and though we try we realize
it's always the same
The flame that fuels our fragile lives
No, it won't always shine as bright
Someday the fire, it will expire
And leave meaning behind ...
Even if, you're unsure, and hate yourself for not doing more
wondering if you're still you - after all that you've gone through
If you sing out to the rain - the sun may come out again
your life is just a rotten dream - so things aren't as bad as they seem!
Dear, my most hated Past
I'm ready at last - to leave you behind
even If these steps that I make
Lead to the last breath I'll take
A path paved with nightmares and horrible days
the trail I've left behind me
Someday these flowers will bloom
and they'll float down to you - wiping this life anew
Even through my suffering, even through my endless grief
With no sunlight breaking through the clouds above
The song in my heart, plays on!
Tired eyes and heavy feet
dragged along the hot concrete
I'm frowning at the sun's red rays
glaring through the sunset's haze
I'm not sure if I should go -
Should I return to what I know?
Then I find I'm turning back
to face my pain-filled awful past
That's right! I know that I've got t o fight!
I must try my best to live
even if there's no purpose
After all we've been spared
saved and picked from despair
We'll leave these fractured memories
scattered far behind ...
Dear my broken down past ...
I'm feeling now at last the nostalgia you've left
Just like those god-awful days and nightmares that never fade
As close to me as I thought they would always stay
I realize they're behind me ...
Someday these flowers will bloom
and they'll float down to you - wiping this life anew
Even through my suffering, even through my endless grief
With no sunlight breaking through the clouds above
The song in my heart, plays on!
The seasons bloom now one by one, as they come to life