Literature
Summertime Clothes
The rain, she is dancing,
'can't leave you here
The morning dew
Initial fear.
Her words say go,
Her hands say stay,
Her eyes say "so?",
I'll say okay.
Feeling lost in our summer clothes,
We'll be drinkin' up the stars 'til they burn out,
Thinkin' of the weight to the path that we'd close
'Cause we never had a doubt.
We'd watch the sun explode,
A nuclear blast,
We'd never grow old;
Take one, make it last,
A drink on your funeral
as the oceans all wash away.
So savour this punishment
as our problems all go astray.
Feeling lost in our summer clothes,
We'll be drinkin' up the stars 'til they come home.
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