歌曲名 The Door Into Summer (Live)

歌手名 The Monkees

With his fool's gold stacked up all around him

From a killing in the market on the war

The children left King Midas there

as they found him

In his counting house

where nothing counts but more

And he thought he heard the echoes of

a penny whistle band

And the laughter from a distant caravan

And the brightly painted line of circus wagons

in the sand

Fading through the door into summer

With his travelogues of maybe next year places

As a trade in for a name upon the door

And he pays for it with years

he cannot buy back with his tears

When he finds out there's been

no one keeping score

And he thought he heard the echoes of

a penny whistle band

And the laughter from a distant caravan

And the brightly painted line of circus wagons

in the sand

Fading through the door into summer

Yes he

Thought he heard the echoes of

a penny whistle band

And the laughter from a distant caravan

And the brightly painted line of circus wagons

in the sand

Fading through the door into summer

Fading through the door

Into summer

Fading through the door into summer

Fading through the door into summer

Fading through the door into summer