Falling asleep with the lights on

Warm like the asphalt

Still wearing cashmere

I hear my name called

Only my body is here

No expectation

The voice of my father

This is summer vacation

I'm a body of stagnant water drifting into the ocean

Holding on 'till their hands hurt

I watch the neighbors

Tethered to lawn chairs

Struggle to answer

Whether they like living there

No expectation

American drama

This is summer vacation

I'm a body of stagnant water drifting into the ocean

What a life

Can you believe how nice

I've never seen the sky so blue

You know, I wouldn't lie to you

Coming to terms in slow motion

Over my shoulder

Whispers in my ear

Summer is over

Only my body is here

No consecration

No Holy Father

Summer vacation

I'm a body of stagnant water drifting into the ocean