The tired wizard packs his trunk
Preparing for to leave
But you remain there in your seat
Still eager to be deceived
A silent rain falls when you walk home
You wonder what did go wrong
You say ‘tomorrow's another day'
But soon your summer's gone
A lonely hobo wakes up and leaves
After stealing your pearls
You ask for justice in the crowded court
But they just want your purse
Your town is burning with flames of rage
But the firemen just yawn
You hope to leave for a better place
But your summer is almost gone
The dogs of war they praise their actions
And this way make their peace
Your anger makes you heart beat faster
But you'll soon be at ease
You raise your head, the sun has set
You find yourself alone
The day is gone, are you prepared
Cause now your summer's gone
Writer(s): Goransson Lars Arne, Melin Carl Johan
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