Raise the roofbeams

Autumn harvest

The cherry ghosts murmur in the orchard

While I walk into town

Moon wrapped in wales of brown

Summer's over now

Summer's wonder how

Glad I am that some of it

Stayed in your bright face

Summer's over now

Summer's over

Bury deep the bikes and roman candles

Raise the roofbeams

You are immodest

Like so much salt you clear the lanes between us

As we shoulder the day

Wind hauls the leaves away

Summer's over now

Summer's wonder how

Glad I am that some of it

Stayed in your bright face

Summer's over now

Summer's over

Hurry in the flowers frost has handled

Frost has handled...