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Summer to Spring

from Long, Quiet Weekend by Dino Soldo

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He sits
Sits by the stream, away from the scene
He's alone
He's feeling cold, he's younger than he feels
And waits
Waits for no one, he has moved on. His song is done
he looks at the birds fighting for love in the reeds
......He knows that his summer won't turn to spring
She walks
into the park with a book in her arms
She hides
Between all the words it keeps her from harm
she likes
Likes to pretend she is no one.
She takes off her coat that disguises the marks on her sleeve
........
She looks
at the watch he just threw in the stream to the fish
She returns it
Her hand is still wet when she asked if its his
(another verse)
he gives
A kerchief to her, she wipes off her hand
He looks in her eyes like cellophane and asked what she reads.
He knows summer never turns to spring

They talk
Till arms are tanned, cold coffee in hand
but she won't
Talk of her past , he understands
They leave together from the birds with their heads under wing.
You know one never knows when summer turns to spring.

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from Long, Quiet Weekend, released July 11, 2012

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Dino Soldo California

Leonard Cohen called him the "Master of Breath" - Lionel Richie's comic foil. His highly themed 12 projects are featured here, ranging from Indie Jazz to Modern Folk. His latest is "SEA HERE", recorded over the course of 5 years, is available here!

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