Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
Summers Day Lyrics – David Gilmour
Summers Day Lyrics by David Gilmour
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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don’t be afraid to care.
Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
Arnold Layne had a strange hobby
Collecting clothes
On the day the wall came down
They threw the locks onto the ground
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
When the fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evening burns out cold.
Hello? (Hello, hello, hello)
Is there anybody in there?
I put a spell on you because you’re mine
You better stop the things that you do