Mmm Indian summer,
he brew me up a storm
come and fill my well
they come here for too long.
Hard Summer
Oh send me no more wind
He's sinner of the dry,
Your dirt is like the end.
Burning Summer.
The blood dries in my veins
Your white heat in the sky
You locked the rain away.
Ooh Indian summer,
Oh take away my fear
let me laughter hear the crack of the swallow of your tear.
Oooh great spirit brew me up a storm
Tell the summer soul but come here before
today.
Indian summer oh brew me up a storm
Come and fill my well
Come here before too long.

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