Summer, highland falls

They say that these are not the best of times
But they’re the only times i’ve ever known
And i believe there is a time for meditation
In cathedrals of our own
Now i have seen that sad surrender in my lover’s eyes

And i can only stand apart and sympathize

For we are always what our situations hand us
It’s either sadness or euphoria

So we’ll argue and we’ll compromise

And realize that nothing’s ever changed
For all our mutual experience
Our separate conclusions are the same
Now we are forced to recognize our inhumanity
Our reason coexists with our insanity

And though we choose between reality and madness
It’s either sadness or euphoria

How thoughtlessly we dissipate our energies
Perhaps we don’t fulfill each other’s fantasies
And this we stand upon the ledges of our lives
With our respective similarities

It’s either sadness or euphoria

Oh…!