Capturing the Summer
Ruairi
The crawling summer, the crawling summer
I got up in darkness
With all the fog and cloud
To hunt her and catch her
The fan of the bird blowing wind.
The sun setting the land alight
As day continues with the dim light
Discovering the grey world
It sluggishly moves over
Continuing its journey.
The quiet summer, the quiet summer
The sun hiding in behind the alps
Bringing darkness upon the world again
As I ride back home
Into the darkness.
The Last Days of Summer
Isaiah
The sun seems grey in the early morning
The ghostly summer, the ghostly summer
The sun ascending to the sky
Sun casting its light on the late summer flowers
The fading summer, the fading summer
Drifting lazily toward the mountains
To begin its descent
As the moon climbs slowly from the ocean
The fleeing summer, the fleeing summer.
The Fading Summer
Fritha
I got up at dawn
In the still, cold morning
As the clouds try to overtake the sun,
But the sun wins.
The bright sun settles in the sky
As it tries to stay there
It wriggles and squirms
Like it's trying to fight something.
Finally it gives in and slowly descends
Behind a peak and falls asleep
The moon ascends from under the sea
And awakes from its deep slumber.
The Fading Summer
Bonni
The fleeing summer, the fleeing summer
I got up at dawn
It was still
The shimmering light
As it got brighter and brighter.
The bright summer, the bright summer
The sun was glowing
Behind the red, pink and blue clouds
There is an amazing sun.
The creeping summer, the creeping summer
Going down down down
The hills are pushing it down
And the moon is rising up.
The Silent Summer
Adam
The majestic summer, the majestic summer
I awaken to diminishing light
Glistening dew dances with the light
A ghostly glow appears with the early morning light.
The dark summer, the dark summer
As the sun ascends, it smiles
The sun's rays heat a spider hiding in the grass
An exhausted little beatle
Stops under a yellow rose
As the light starts to fade.
The silent summer, the silent summer
A quiet evening dusk
Seems magic at the sight
The sun hides behind the hills
And the sea spits out the moon.
The Fading Sun
Sophie
The fleeing summer, the fleeing summer
I wake in early morning
Dark, misty mornings
Dew glistening from the beams of light.
The ghostly summer, the ghostly summer
Sun rising above the sea
Creating a pale glow
Over the mountains.
The fading sun, the fading sun
Light creeping away behind the crimson clouds
As the sun descends
The moon creeps up on you.
The Fading Summer
Braeden
The fleeing summer, the fleeing summer
I awoke at dawn
I see dew on the grass
Still in the morning light
Coolness on my arms.
The creeping summer, the creeping summer
The sun was brightening up
The clouds came up
They sky is blue.
The clouds fade away
The sky darkens
The sun gets gobbled up
By the mountains.
The Fading Summer
Louis
As the sun triggers the silk - like clouds to alight
A fish bathes in its pond
Trying to get the last of the summer sun.
The fresh dew evaporates
As the sun rises high in the sky
Although the day is bright and sunny
It's colder than the last.
As the sun drifts into the almighty jaws of the alps
The moon arises from hiding.
