Summer days
Heavy air
Run my fingers
Through your hair
Play me, play me
Impale me on your lashes
As I sing
Softly do we make our chorus
Who are they but golden tourists?
Passing through our summers
Shadows crowning in their wake
Before they softly make their daily chorus
Then are we those golden tourists?
Passing through their summers
Crowning shadows in our wake
Aching days
Wishing nights
Feel your sweat
In neon lights
Hold me, hold me
Lull me, lull me closer
To you
Take my hand
Don't ask why
Can we fall for just one night?
Take me in
Let me breathe you
Then let me leave you
When it's light
Stolen time
Spinning room
Wasted touch
Forgotten whose
Hush me, hush me
Crush me, crush me in your palm
Once more
We are lost
Don't know why
You keep falling for this lie
I won't love you
And you won't try to
But I can't seem to
Say goodbye
Softly do we make our chorus
Who are they but golden tourists?
Passing through our summers
Shadows crowning in their wake
Before they softly make their daily chorus
Then are we those golden tourists?
Passing through their summers
Crowning shadows in our wake
