Cold summer

Your teeth too big for your mouth Every summer we'd pull the stinger out Drinking like our parents did Drunk at the dance, I knew you'd hid Picture of her eyes under your skin She wasn't old enough to let love in. I can see your eyes turn blue I can see the weather changing you Cold summers, one after the other Got old fast, grew tires of each other. Born across from you Proud sleepless child, followed her It's getting harder to find it in me Bite my lip, fall asleep. But now, but now can be Falling down Filling, filling the empty. She could sing to shipmen I lay my eyes on you Down where we grew lost Find your mouth and winter skin. It's getting harder to find it in me I scab my wounds and fall asleep But now, but now can be Falling down Filling, filling the empty.