put down your sword, align with the stars
think about tomorrow\'s harvest
the future was made for us, but my wasted youth
is writing your name in the dark
with the ashes of our love, I transpire
with the ashes of our love
I remember
I remember
memories of a fading summer
seem shiny and golden, lost and broken
I watch the night rain through the window
candlelit vigil, black television screen
the swallow larps over the sea
I remember
I remember
yesterday\'s lament was a song on the radio
forgotten in the weeds of regret
I piece together your quiet bones, you tell me
I\'m fine and wipe the tears from my eyes
saying I want to live to feel new shores, new dreams
all the ways I imagine we could be, endlessly free
curtailed in cinders, we plough through furrows
running towards our fathers
memories of a fading summer
seem shiny and golden, lost and broken
I watch the night rain through the window
candlelit vigil, black television screen
the swallow larps over the sea.