August

august

i'll see you soon

under yellow moons

where i'll gather what's left of youand august

i'm on your side

or did i speak too soon?

now we've crossed the great dividesomeday we will meet beyond the stars

and it'll be away from here

someday we'll meet beyond the time and the bars

and it will be away from hereaugust

august of last year

before the leaves disappeared

told me you were not the oneaugust

something in your eyes

or was it that July

told me not to take it to heartsomeday we will meet beyond the stars

and it will be away from here

someday we will meet beyond the limits of who we are

and it will be away from heresomeday we will meet beyond the stars

and it'll be away from here

someday we'll meet beyond the land that you call miles away

away from here