The presence of the summer
night is all to familiar but I won't get fooled,
I know it won't last long till it's gone still there's
nothing I can do to make it disappear.
Slumbering, half asleep,
drowsing away
spiralling into the fairies' play.
By the lakes and the creeks
fairies boasting their tricks
in this hour of song and dance
as the night fades to day
slips away
feel me running on the breeze.
Vivid colors in the dawning sky
and the crescent moon
do what you want to, what you need to
open your fruitful mind.
Exalted is the summer night
as I climb the lucid stairs
by the lakes and the creeks
fairies boasting their tricks
in this hour of song and dance
as the night fades to day, slips away
feel me running on the breeze.