Herman Düne - In The Summer Camp lyrics

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(w/the flower choir ensemble) In the summer camp, down by the hill i'll get some time to think laying down on the pier, throwing stones to the lake one stone for everything that i really miss like my dog, and the crows, and the smell of here and i'll keep a very special pile of heavy and black and polished and weird and terrifying stones for the nights when i missed you (and even when i could still see you) ... for the sweets things you said that i don't want to know if they're true for you wearing my shirts and riding your bikes in awarm night for when we didn't even say goodbye for when i was stuck in the airport with amazing lightnings keeping the plane to the ground (and i wouldn't even call you) for the anger and the pain that we softly built for the anger and the pain that we tenderly built for the anger and the pain that we hug-ly built