We had a promise made, four hands and then away

Tune of the day CXXIX.

Spring, I welcome you with open arms and a smile.

Ten days of perfect tunes
The colors red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love

I felt a slip into a watery grave.

Tune of the day CVI.

I’m posting a song that is about the summer, by a band whose name includes a month that is in the middle of winter, because I think that it fits in with my day – which made me think of spring. Does that make sense? The song does remind me of spring though, with traces of the cold, that is not yet left behind, and gleams of the light, that will soon begin to spread the word of it’s forthcoming arrival.

Summer arrives with a length of lights
Summer blows away
And quietly gets swallowed by a wave
It gets swallowed by a wave