Chicane - Playing Fields lyrics

Softly the end of summer Gives us her last rays To remember all the thunder Of our glory days Breaking through the clouds before us Glimmers her last days Oceans mirror Light reflects horizons far away A sudden vision to turn this day around We'll keep hold of every fading summer Softly the end of summer Gives us her last rays To remember all the thunder Of our glory days Distance and time are moving Gathering their speed We are safe in here and now This moment's all we need We'll climb the highest mountain we can find We'll never let the lights go down around us When the day turns into night Never let the sunset die You can feel your spirit fly We'll keep hold of every fading summer Softly the end of summer Gives us her last rays To remember all the thunder Of our glory days Distance and time are moving Gathering their speed We are safe in here and now This moment's all we need We'll climb the highest mountain we can find We'll never let the lights go down around us