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The End Of Summer
The End Of Summer

The End Of Summer

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The End Of Summer

The End Of Summer

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็™ผๅธƒๆ™‚้–“ 2025-01-15


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...ๆŸฅ็œ‹ๆ›ดๅคš ๆ”ถๅˆ

ๆญŒ่ฉž

The night is even ending,
And never exists.
Which appears the new divide,
We are all the same.

The moon is laughing higher,
The grass is sad.
The sky just turned dark,
And said nothing.

The higher I reach,
The more I can get.
It includes the pain,
And a little sorrow.

Can't throw it all out,
Can't chase them out,
Can just ignore them,
But it becomes more painful.

The end of this summer,
Nothing feels like it matters.
I just throw it all,
There's nothing at all.

The end of this summer,
It becomes lower.
The air turns cold,
And things just disappear.

The end of this summer,
(The end of this summer)
The end of this summer,
(The end of this summer)

As the leaves start falling,
The warmth fades away.
Memories start to blur,
Like they never stayed.

The streets feel emptier,
The light's fading out.
With every step I take,
I question the doubt.

The higher I reach,
The more I can get.
It includes the pain,
And a little sorrow.

Can't throw it all out,
Can't chase them out,
Can just ignore them,
But it becomes more painful.

The end of this summer,
Nothing feels like it matters.
I just throw it all,
There's nothing at all.

The end of this summer,
It becomes lower.
The air turns cold,
And things just disappear.

[Instrument Solo]
The end of this summer,
(The end of this summer)
The end of this summer,
(The end of this summer)

The higher I reach,
The less I can hold.
It slips through my hands,
As the nights get cold.

Can't shake off the weight,
Can't fight off the strain.
Just close my eyes,
And embrace the pain.

The end of this summer,
Nothing feels like it matters.
I just throw it all,
There's nothing at all.

The end of this summer,
It becomes lower.
The air turns cold,
And things just disappear.

The end of this summer,
(The end of this summer)
The end of this summer,
(The end of this summer)

The end of this summer,
Nothing feels the same.
I just let it go,
There's no one to blame.

The end of this summer,
It drifts like the breeze.
The chill in the air,
Brings me to my knees.

...ๆŸฅ็œ‹ๆ›ดๅคš ๆ”ถๅˆ