Whispering your secrets
to me
As though I can turn
the clock
To a new time
Where your hands have
worn
The surface smooth
To a blank page
Summer roads
Wind down to the sea
Summer roads
Set us free
All I can do
Is make you see
Summer roads
Find a pebble on the
beach
Worn smooth by oceans
of time
Grains of sand running
And remember what you
ask
When you whisper
For me to change it all
in an instant
As though I can delve
into the universe
And peel away the
geometry
Holding you here
Holding out for a
Blank page
Summer roads
Wind down to the sea
Summer roads
Set us free
All I can do
Is make you see
Summer roads
Summer roads
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