THE SUMMERHOUSE

 

 

 

Do you remember
The way it used to be
June to September
In a cottage by the sea

Distant cousins, local kids
We climbed every tree together
And it never ever rained
'Til we climbed back on the train

That would take us so far away
From the village and the bay
And the summerhouse
Where we found new games to play

Do you remember
Sunday lunch on the lawn
Daring escapes at midnight
And costumeless bathes at dawn.

You were only nine years old
And I was barely ten
It's kind of weird to be back here again
Do you remember
The summerhouse...?

 

(The Divine Comedy)