Lyrics

Summer breeze rustling the leaves bringing our flag to life
It's creamsicles on the beach in the heat bright and they're melting bright orange and sticky white
It's the smell of a welcome rain as its falling on the sun baked earth
And we're under a hot tin roof with the dogs and we're counting once the lightning strikes
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And sometimes I want to cry to heaven so loud I fear my lungs will burst
And I know the pain won't last but that don't stop the hurtin
And at the centre it's you falling down and your ripples are spreading
And me I'm a boat at sea and adrift without a heading
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We're up with the sun quick eat and lets hit the street
We got five dollars in a sock two wheels on the road and our pedals under our feet
We're lost to the day with no plans and no reason to be anywhere
Except for the point where tomorrow and yesterday meet
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When It's time to go home we can smell the bricquettes smoking
Roll into the drive the blocks alive burgers and dogs are cooking
Remember this was a time before weiners were all lips and assholes
And after theres a fire with guitar and we can steal sips of beer while no ones looking
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It's not nostalgia for a bygone era its a longing for real life
In a time when connections been reduced to the width of the edge of a knife
It seems to me we all agree things could be better ain't I right
But so far no one even dares to shine a light