Summer Happened - Wagons East lyrics

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How many times?<br />

Have I traversed these tired streets<br />

Traced the faded yellow lines<br />

With enough revolutions per minute to last a lifetime<br />

Whispered cries of fragmented asphalt<br />

Groaning with contempt<br />

Longing for a life, a life less habitual<br />

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We spend our days, tracing beaten paths<br />

Clutching at our memories, most will never last<br />

With downcast eyes, bathed in stoic light<br />

We may never see the road ahead<br />

(We haven't got the sight)<br />

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So accelerate the daily grind and watch the hours fly<br />

Collared shirts once crisp and clean<br />

Now sag with all the weight, the weight of all this grey<br />

A slave or sorts, bound in great green chains<br />

Choker held tight by a master called tomorrow<br />

But I can't understand wasting the best years<br />

Just to enjoy the ones so close to the end<br />

<br />

We spend our days, tracing beaten paths<br />

Clutching at our memories, most will never last<br />

With downcast eyes, bathed in stoic light<br />

We may never see the road ahead<br />

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So open up your dreary eyes<br />

And gouge them out with crimson regret<br />

So many chances you have missed<br />

So much time has slipped right through your fingers... <br />

<br />

We spend our days, tracing beaten paths<br />

Clutching at our memories, most will never last<br />

With downcast eyes, bathed in stoic light<br />

We may never see the road ahead<br />

(We haven't got the sight)