What a Summer

What a summer 

What a transitive night fall and 

What a long long time 

Before the dawn 

Before the dawn 

The dawn 

I can’t count 

Although you know I try 

To make a cozy place 

For all the story lines

Inside my mind 

Inside my mind 

In the morning 

When the air is cool and 

There’s a fleeting feeling 

Of your days in school and

All the sidewalks that you’ve known and 

Oak trees hovering and

The smell of seasons when 

You were in love 

You were in love 

You were in love