夏の終わりに [diary]

燃えるような，夏の終わりに．

君がいない夏．
君がいた夏．

2007年の夏に，ありがとう．

Morning found us calmly unaware
Noon burn gold into our hair
At night we swim the laughing sea
When summer's gone, where will we be?
Where will we be?
Where will we be?

-- Summer's Almost Gone / The Doors