Summer Again - The Wytches

You could speak without talking and weep without leaking

Your laughter is growing, plans are expanding

Your eyes were not working when you led us to the garden

We knew where we were going, in separate directions

But you led the way to that

We were a dying breed of lovers with no needs

We should’ve hung around together

When the walls were all closing

I undid your dress, you climbed up my jeans

We wept for each other

Still with no needs

But you led the way to that

I hold onto your words like they were rules from a book

I cleaned up my things and dropped them on the way home

And now you’re a dream I’m too scared to have

Because if I do then in the morning I’d walk back

To that sentimental park where I ate from your hands

You showed me what the truth is, I still don’t understand

And now I’m dwelling on the past with a bottle on my lap

Shouting at the wall because he’s shouting at me back

I’m gonna finish up this fag, stub it out on my hand

So I can fall asleep fast in a bed of broken glass

Like a fire I roll

Over to the ground

No one wants to put me out

Because I never made a sound

Dead love is all we are

Throw me on the floor

Show me to the door