When you've got nothing to say you normally talk about weather. Here we relate very often songs to weather and seasons, maybe because we're afraid to relate them to people. We do that as well, secretly and constantly. At first it's always nice, then it hurts or it just stays nice...like..well...
This sounds like now. Like autumm-winter season to me, you know, but maybe it might sound like an end of the summer in the dusk. And if we walk back a little bit more, we return to summer again, we just relax and lay. Because we've got nothing to say:
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