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Maren Ashgrove - The Light the Summer Made
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Текст песни: The attic hatch gave way at dusk
A box of August on the floor
Dust crossed the skylight, slow as snow
While I found the cord beside the door
The projector clicked against the wall
A white square shook, then held its breath
There you were, barefoot by the lake
Sun caught in the hem of your red dress
I’d almost put those years away
But every frame kept asking me to stay
Were we as young as we look here?
Did we know how fast the green would fade?
I reach for you across the years
And touch the light the summer made
Your brother’s hands around a kite
My shadow leaning through the grass
The film ran out; the room went still
The last warm picture would not last
I’d almost put those years away
But every frame kept asking me to stay
Were we as young as we look here?
Did we know how fast the green would fade?
I reach for you across the years
And touch the light the summer made
I gathered up the curled-up slides
And set them in their paper sleeve
Some things grow quiet in a box
Some things come back when dusk comes in
Were we as young as we look here?
I hear your laugh before it fades
I reach for you across the years
And keep the light the summer made
The attic hatch, the settling dust
One final click, and then the hush
A box of August on the floor
Dust crossed the skylight, slow as snow
While I found the cord beside the door
The projector clicked against the wall
A white square shook, then held its breath
There you were, barefoot by the lake
Sun caught in the hem of your red dress
I’d almost put those years away
But every frame kept asking me to stay
Were we as young as we look here?
Did we know how fast the green would fade?
I reach for you across the years
And touch the light the summer made
Your brother’s hands around a kite
My shadow leaning through the grass
The film ran out; the room went still
The last warm picture would not last
I’d almost put those years away
But every frame kept asking me to stay
Were we as young as we look here?
Did we know how fast the green would fade?
I reach for you across the years
And touch the light the summer made
I gathered up the curled-up slides
And set them in their paper sleeve
Some things grow quiet in a box
Some things come back when dusk comes in
Were we as young as we look here?
I hear your laugh before it fades
I reach for you across the years
And keep the light the summer made
The attic hatch, the settling dust
One final click, and then the hush
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