I can see all the fallen branches from the trees left beside the road Ready to be burned for the Fete For the summer season had arrived the season of dismay I would see all of the shapes in the corner I would levitate the sun to climb Over the lead lights All were like headlights Over this arch of mine I can see all the mounds of lemons by the trees from the cemetery Skipping on the lane was the son from the farthest place that I had been since I came away I could see all of the shapes in the corner I would levitate the sun to climb Over the lead lights All were like headlights Over this arch of mine I could see all of the shapes in the corner I would levitate the sun to climb Over the lead lights All were like headlights Over this arch of mine I can see all the fallen branches from the trees left beside the road Ready to be burned for the Fete For the summer season had arrived the season of dismay I can see all the mounds of lemons by the trees from the cemetery Skipping on the lane was the son from the farthest place that I had been since I came away I can see all the fallen branches from the trees left beside the road Ready to be burned for the Fete For the summer season had arrived the season of dismay of dismay编辑于2023/07/30更新