Leave the Records On

Summer so regrettable

we were living lean,

the sun had set an hour ago

it was still a hundred degrees.

We were starting to fall apart at the seams.

We moved the couch out of the living room,

pulled the mattress on the floor,

There was nothing I could say to you,

you hadn't heard before.

It's too hot to sleep upstairs,

we're too young to even care.

Maybe later we will move up,

when the night will cool the air.

But tonight we'll leave the records on.

No one called it a turnaround,

nothing turns to gold.

We were still gonna hit the ground,

before this thing got old.

I was fighting something I couldn't see.

We moved the couch out of the living room,

pulled the mattress on the floor,

There was nothing I could say to you,

you hadn't heard before.

It's too hot to sleep upstairs,

We're too young to even care.

Maybe later we will move up,

when the night will cool the air.

But tonight we'll leave the records on.

Tonight we'll leave the records on

Maybe we didn't know

what we still had in our hands,

and if it gets to cold,

we remember summer if we can.

We were fighting something we couldn't see.

We moved the couch out of the living room,

pulled the mattress on the floor,

There was nothing I could say to you,

you hadn't heard before.

It's too hot to sleep upstairs,

We're too young to even care.

Maybe later when we grow up,

when the night will cool the air.

But tonight we'll leave the records on.