August

august i'll see you soon under yellow moons where i'll gather what's left of you and august i'm on your side or did i speak too soon? now we've crossed the great divide someday we will meet beyond the stars and it'll be away from here someday we'll meet beyond the time and the bars and it will be away from here august august of last year before the leaves disappeared told me you were not the one august something in your eyes or was it that July told me not to take it to heart someday we will meet beyond the stars and it will be away from here someday we will meet beyond the limits of who we are and it will be away from here someday we will meet beyond the stars and it'll be away from here someday we'll meet beyond the land that you call miles away away from here