Harvest moon above
Is shining bright
Memories of June
Haunt me tonight
While I’m looking through
My precious summer souvenirs
Trinkets that we won
In boardwalk games
Tintypes that were done
In painted frames
They all speak of you
My precious summer souvenirs
I still have banners from the boat we boarded
When we sailed across the bay
Songs your favorite band recorded
I have hoarded away
Leaves are on the ground
There’ll soon be frost
Someone else has found
The love I lost
Still I’m clinging to My precious summer souvenirs