to moonn6pence from shootingstar
Summer it’s gone and I don’t know
Where everyone went or where I’ll go
Summer it’s gone and I don’t know
Which way is the best way to go
In dreams I hear voices that say
Look this way
But I can’t see nothing
So I turn away to head down roads
Dead ends and holes
And crowds of fools
With common colds
They live in cars
And their cars don’t run
We’ll fight with phones
And despise the sun
The sun of…
Summer it’s gone and I don’t know
Where everyone went or where I’ll go
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Summer it’s gone and now it’s clear
That no one is showin’ up here
In dreams I hear voices that say
Look this way
But it’s all too lovely
So I turn away to head down roads
Dead ends and holes
And crowds of fools
With common colds
They live in cars
And their cars don’t run
We’ll fight with phones
And they despise the sun
And the sun of…
Summer it’s gone
And the sun of…
Summer it’s gone
And the sun of…
Summer it’s gone
And the sun of…
Summer it’s gone
It’s gone
It’s gone
It’s gone
It’s gone