Summertime - Field Report

She said «Why don’t you try summertime songs?

Gold and warm, soft like the setting sun

Not hot and sharp like a hornet swarm

Or the warning blast from the tornado horn

Or june bugs kissing July in half

I love you in the low half baby, but let’s dance»

I don’t know

You didn’t have to stop babe, but I could never hang

The good days come in waves, they crest and crash

See, I’ve been running hot babe, something’s gonna give

I’ve been sleeping out babe, dreaming 'bout the kid

I’ve been hearing shots babe, I know they’re in my head

I’ve been feeling ghosts babe, moving in the wind

If I should disappear sometime before this child is born

What is recovery really?

Cover up your tracks again

And in the neighbor’s window across the street

You can see the TV through the fitted red sheet

And the other night, I heard 'em screaming

I turned off our lights and called the police

And hid out on the corner of the front porch waitin'

And as quiet as a gas leak, I slowed my breathing

Just singing summertime songs, summertime songs

Just singing summertime songs, summertime songs

Summertime