Summer in winter
Winter in springtime
You heard the birds sing
Everything will be fine
I spent the summer wasting
The time was passed so easily
But if the summer's wasted
How come that I could feel so free
The sky was blue beyond compare
A photograph of myself
Is all I have to show for
Seven weeks of river walkways
Seven weeks of staying up all night
The time was passed so pleasantly
Say cheerio to books now
The only things I'll read are faces
Under a canopy of
Seven weeks of reading papers
Seven weeks of feeling guilty
Winter is springtime
You heard the bird say