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JEFF CALLAHAN: Music

Summer Rain

(Jeff Callahan)
Caught in the summer rain, caught in the summer rain, wrought iron hearts rust then crumble to dust in the hands of those who loved in vain.

There was a time when just you and I could watch stray leaf smoke curl unfettered down autumn skies. Those days are gone as seasons silhouetted in shade though worn backdrop memories seem destined never to fade.

There was a time when just you and I could watch barren oaks veil snow angels from winter skies. Those days are gone as seasons silhouetted in shade though worn backdrop memories seem destined never to fade.

There was a time when just you and I could watch mourning cloaks bask on willows beneath spring skies. Those days are gone as seasons silhouetted in shade though worn backdrop memories seem destined never to fade.