the skies, i saw it all before, in puddles
 made of gasonline, and on a dead trouts
 scales-deep blue waters, grey and
 green, I've been wading through, the feather of a magipe bird, in a glass-eyed
 pupped dream...

 (Chorus)
 Indian summer, indian summer, I'm
 loosing you, Indian summer, and we
 are dancing through

 All the leaves turn green and red, before
 the winds will come, flood tide'll wash
 away the sand, little shells dry in the sun
 the old love-letter yellows in my
 pocket, I know it all by heart, nothing
 here to ease my pain and all the blossoms fade away...

 (Chorus)

 i hear the sound, sweet melody, don't want to sing along, hold my breath to
 maintain silence, away myself to change
 the time- we ventured forward, were
 so voracious, we couldn't get enough,
 the beasts lie down to hibernate, and
 I can't await to wake my fate