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It's coming on the end of August
Another summer's promise almost gone
And though I heard some wise men say that every dog will have his day
He never mentioned that these dog days get so long

I don't know when I realized the dream was over
Well, there was no particular hour, no given day
You know it didn't go down in flames
There was no final scene, no frozen frame
I just watched it slowly fade away

And I've been waiting in the weeds
Waiting for my time to come around again
And hope is floating on the breeze
Carrying my soul high up above the ground
And I've been keeping to myself
Knowing that the seasons are slowly changing
Even know you're with somebody else
He'll never love you like I do

I've been biding time with the crows and sparrows
While peacocks prance and strut up on the stage
If finding love is just a dance, proximity and chance
You will excuse me if I skip the masquerade

And I've been waiting in the weeds
Waiting for the dust to settle down
Along the back roads, running through the fields
Lying on the outskirts of this lonesome town
And I imagine sunlight in your hair, you're at the county fair
You're holding hands and laughing
And now the Ferris Wheel has stopped
You're swinging on the top, suspended there with him
And he's the darling of the chic, flavor of the week
Is melting down your pretty summer dress
Baby what a mess you're making

I've been stumbling though some dark places
And I'm following the cloud
I know I've fallen out of your good graces
It's all right now

I've been waiting in the weeds,
Waiting for the summer rain to fall
Upon the wild birds, scattering the seeds
Answering the calling of the Tide's Eternal tune
The phases of the moon
The chambers of the heart, the egg and dart
A small gray spider spinning in the dark
In spite of all the times the web is torn apart
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And I've been waiting in the weeds
Waiting for my time to come around again
And hope is floating on the breeze
Carrying my soul high up above the ground
And I've been keeping to myself
Knowing that the seasons are slowly changing
You and all you're with somebody else
He'll never love you like I do

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