The Door into Summer [#/*] Lyrics

Song	The Door into Summer [#/*]
Artist	The Monkees
Album	Pisces, Aquarius, Capricorn & Jones Ltd.
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	作词 : Douglas, Martin
	With his fool's gold stacked up all around him
	From a killing in the market on the war
	The children left
	King Midas there as they found him
	In his counting house where nothing counts but more
	And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
	And the laughter from a distant caravan
	And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
	Fading through the door into summer
	With his travel logs of 'maybe next year' places
	As a trade-in for a name upon the door
	And he pays for it with years he cannot buy back with his tears
	As he finds out there's been no one keeping score
	And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
	And the laughter from a distant caravan
	And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
	Fading through the door into summer
	Yes, he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
	And the laughter from a distant caravan
	And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
	Fading through the door into summer
	Fading through the door into summer
	Fading through the door into summer
	Fading through the door into summer...

	zuo ci : Douglas, Martin
	With his fool' s gold stacked up all around him
	From a killing in the market on the war
	The children left
	King Midas there as they found him
	In his counting house where nothing counts but more
	And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
	And the laughter from a distant caravan
	And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
	Fading through the door into summer
	With his travel logs of ' maybe next year' places
	As a tradein for a name upon the door
	And he pays for it with years he cannot buy back with his tears
	As he finds out there' s been no one keeping score
	And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
	And the laughter from a distant caravan
	And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
	Fading through the door into summer
	Yes, he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
	And the laughter from a distant caravan
	And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
	Fading through the door into summer
	Fading through the door into summer
	Fading through the door into summer
	Fading through the door into summer...

	zuò cí : Douglas, Martin
	With his fool' s gold stacked up all around him
	From a killing in the market on the war
	The children left
	King Midas there as they found him
	In his counting house where nothing counts but more
	And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
	And the laughter from a distant caravan
	And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
	Fading through the door into summer
	With his travel logs of ' maybe next year' places
	As a tradein for a name upon the door
	And he pays for it with years he cannot buy back with his tears
	As he finds out there' s been no one keeping score
	And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
	And the laughter from a distant caravan
	And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
	Fading through the door into summer
	Yes, he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
	And the laughter from a distant caravan
	And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
	Fading through the door into summer
	Fading through the door into summer
	Fading through the door into summer
	Fading through the door into summer...

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