It's already too late to bring you flowers
It's already too late to tie these ends
Now nothing is straight and I'll spend these hours
Trying to break the weight of whets left behind
I'll do what I can to make things easy
Yeah, I'll do what I can to take this weight
Now nothing is good and we're all uneasy
And bound to hesitate and lose peace of mind
No warm July here
And when I gaze these often books
And when I found you
Misunderstood you feel
You feel like you're alone and no it don't seem right
So lay me down
Down by the river
And bury my head in the naked flames
Oh, burn me up and create another
Someone to take the weight and bring peace of mind
And warm July here

INVIA LE CORREZIONI