Cold Summer -

Your teeth too big for your mouth

Every summer we’d pull the stinger out

Drinking like our parents did

Drunk at the dance, I knew you dhid

Picture of her eyes under your skin

She wasen’t old enough to let love in

I can see your eyes turn blue

I can see the weather changing you

Cold summers, one after the other

Got old fast, grew tired of each other

Born across from you

Proud sleepless child, followed her

It’s getting harder to find it in me

Bite my lipe, fall asleep

But now, but now can be

Falling down

Filling, filling the empty

She could sing to shipmen

I lay my eyes on you

Down where we grew lost

Find your month and winter skin

It’s getting harder to find it in me

I scab my wounds and fall asleep

But now, but now can be

Falling down

Filling, filling the empty