Summer has come and passed,
The innocent can never last;
Wake me up when september ends.
Like my fathers come to pass,
Seven years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when september ends--
Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars;
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are.
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost,Wake me up when
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