Testo Seasons

There were times before the skies were blue Before the sun could burn the dew Times without years and seasons But then when the seasons were there All kinds of vibrations in the air The sky was blue And no scar on the velvet skin Winter: hoar-frist on the trees I thin I?ll stay asleep for another week Summer: I can?t protect myself from the heat I think I?ll find myself a shady seat There were times before the day was born Before the rain could drown the lawn Times without years and seasons But then when the seasons were there All kinds of vibrations in the air The rain was wet Transparent and like glass Autumn: sparrows in the sky While the leaves of the branches are dying Spring: sound of a new born life I think I?m moving on ?cause it?s time There were times before the skies were blue Before the sun could burn the dew Times without years and times without seasons There were times before the skies were blue Before the sun could burn the dew Times without years and times without seasons