OH, HELLO
willie and lobo
tonight
and the summer nights oh
the summer nights
the hazy moon says
hello
the last of the brandy says
goodbye
and we come and go and pass into the
summer
nights
and we become the wind in the grasses
and the hot breeze which passes
makes us like leather,
tough enough to take the heat
ah,
bring it on
I’ll sit here and run my toes in the freshly cut grass
and tough it out
– David Jackson.
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