Pristina - The Ides of May (Heat Wave) lyrics

The petals blow So thoughtless of the bruise Windy sonnets sing Northward to their muse The looking gla** is green Reflecting pools of gray The gardens bright with rain It's no longer so hard to believe The winter snow So soft as spring sets in To wind her winsome way To mountain shores again Her back to the endless days Full of love to leave So simple now to grieve Breaking through to fight what holds you down Swimming for the sand before you drown Filling in the hole you're falling through Sometimes pain just makes the choice for you Forgive me all these tears I've bottled such a sting So many waiting words That I could only sing And with you finally here The heady dew of May Comes rushing in to carry you away