maribou | what's been stuck in my head for days, probably b/c it's so darn hot and my brain is contrary

It's a lovely song, but I'm starting to feel possessed. I'm more of a spring/autumn type myself.

She doesn't see the coming fall
She doesn't show no fear at all
Bring on autumn moon or driving rain
I only hope I see her face again

And everything is going to be all right
When summer comes
The darkest stars will burn so bright
When summer comes
We will open up our bodies to the warming of the sun
When summer comes

I will wait in silence until she returns
To melt the frozen prison 'round this fool who never learns
Every living thing that's born must have its end
What winter takes away, spring brings back again

And everything is going to be all right
When summer comes
The days will wash away the nights
When summer comes
We will open up our bodies to the warming of the sun
When summer comes

Summer doesn't feel the coming frost
She doesn't hear the pain or loss
Death, where is thy victory? Where is thy sting?
And every year we hear the birds of summer sing

And everything is going to be all right
When summer comes
We will walk into the light
When summer comes
We will open up our bodies to the warming of the sun
When summer comes

And everything is going to be all right
When summer comes
We will open up our bodies to the warming of the sun
When summer comes