This Spring is overgrown I hope it blooms to d**h. I swam right here with you But the waves want nothing to do with me now & they turn away When they see that I'm not you. The dunes disclose A dull new view. June Gloom June Gloom Late late late on a grey May day I'm busy k**ing myself With kindness. Bar light, bar bright, First bar I see tonight I wish I might sleep tight & wake to a bright room Lying beside you The sky outside a bright blue June Gloom June Gloom