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there used to be a time that i believed

the soft pouring rain was just the pouring rain

it wasn't me

but every new lie

dusted shiny and bright

will suspend the storms

and the clouds in sight



of an endless summer

an endless summer

an endless summer to be home



let me go, wasting time

let me go waste my time



once there was a chance that i believed you

a kiss was just a kiss

no matter how i missed you

shine a light on me

say a prayer for the relief



from an endless summer

an endless summer

an endless summer to be home



did we go on too long

did we listen too close

to a youth built strong

with things children shouldn't know



and the fall out

from your third degrees

are broken chairs

and a pedigree

where the sons kill sons

and the daughters stay wives

'cause when we rule

everybody dies



in an endless summer

an endless summer

an endless summer to be home



let me go, wasting time

let me go waste my time



now you can disagree

with how i choose to live

but freedom isn't free

unless you learn how to give



to the summer, summer, summer, yeah