Unlike yesterday, sore is my morning but I try, Air still and dry, the allies so silent, The sea gushed bleak from my window Coats bu*toned up, Eyes on the ground, I see faces, no shine nor a smile No sound of children laughing in park on my way to the pier Summer is away, and world so grey The clouds make my day so blue, When I’ll miss your warmth the further we part ways And I’ll call home to keep me sane Spotted a man, swaying in the wharf, all alone With a drink in his hand, dressed quite bland But there was something I learnt from him Summer is away and Im here to stay Because the rains are here to wash away those tears When I feel cold the more we part ways, I’ll call home to keep me sane.