Summer highland fall

Intro:  (no 3)                      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’ve 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 Out 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 as we stand upon the ledges of our lives With our respective similarities     It’s either sadness or euphoria.