[Verse 1:]
Summer mourning
I resolved to slip away
There is nothing, there is no one
Who would have a word to say
I venture off down some suburban London lane
There is nothing, there is no one
To whom I need explain
I turn, I turn and the houses fall behind
Who would have thought
That I'd be one who would so hope to find
These pale green fields
Their vibrating repetition
The slight change from the morning
To the afternoon edition
[Chorus:]
So long, so long
Moving on, moving on
[Verse 2:]
The road it narrows and head high flowers appear
Thick with some toxicity
A solved but certain fear
And in this grove a channel cuts its small divide
I expect to find Ophelia drifting calmly by
Summer mourning
I resolved to slip away
There is nothing, there is no one
Who would have a word to say
I venture off down some suburban London lane
There is nothing, there is no one
To whom I need explain
I turn, I turn and the houses fall behind
Who would have thought
That I'd be one who would so hope to find
These pale green fields
Their vibrating repetition
The slight change from the morning
To the afternoon edition
[Chorus:]
So long, so long
Moving on, moving on
[Verse 2:]
The road it narrows and head high flowers appear
Thick with some toxicity
A solved but certain fear
And in this grove a channel cuts its small divide
I expect to find Ophelia drifting calmly by
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