Indian Summer (Acoustic Version) - Manic Street Preachers

Written by：James Dean Bradfield/Nicholas Jones/Sean Moore

If God persists

Persists in saying yes

I guess we'll have

We'll have to test ourselves

Maybe the summer

Will come and clear our minds

And find the impulse

To love the sunshine

I guess we'll have to test

Until there's nothing left

We said the truth was fixed

It's lost without a trace

This crime is eternity

When time lost its certainty

The Indian summer

Maybe this time

We'll kiss and we'll not shake hands

Indian summer still hurt and broken

And leave all this material belief

Remember the reasons

The reasons that made us be

I guess we'll have to test

What's darker than ourselves

We said the truth was fixed

It's lost without a trace

This crime is eternity

When time lost its certainty

The Indian summer

The Indian summer

The Indian summer

The Indian summer

I guess we'll have to test

Until there's nothing left

We said the truth was fixed

It's lost without a trace

This crime is eternity

When time lost its certainty

The Indian summer

The Indian summer

The Indian summer

The Indian summer