[00:30.31]When summer returns to its warm green fields
[00:37.63]The sun fading, pastel in the breeze
[00:45.33]The swallow swooping, migrating home
[01:00.20]The dawning days morning with a sigh
[01:07.91]Opening windows with a wounding cry
[01:15.16]The rainbow's lost its dreams of gold
[01:21.56]And everything slows
[01:45.39]When summer returns to its warm green fields
[01:52.87]The sun fading, pastel in the breeze
[02:00.34]The swallow swooping, migrating home
[02:06.58]And everything slows
[02:38.02]The floating vacuum draws you in
[02:53.00]Strange visions are loose on white stallions
[03:08.04]A wall of sound with flutes and strings
[03:15.61]Rising on a wave of voices
[03:23.03]Surrounded by your humble faith
[03:30.70]Morning's there to wake us in time
[03:36.25]Rain and sky
[03:45.42]The world is breathing, living, but turning in its rage
[04:00.62]When summer returns to its warm green fields
[04:07.23]Everything slows
[04:11.72]The sun fading, pastel in the breeze
[04:18.45]Everything slows
[04:23.13]The swallow swooping, migrating home
[04:29.73]Everything slows
[04:34.40]The swallow swooping, migrating home