Seasonal Lover
Trying to make peace with your checkered past
Trying to justify always coming in last Someday you're gonna blow this stinkin town But your chances of workin are next to nothing A mop and a bucket or a pizza oven Ain't something you can go to pound for pound But you smile wide thinkin bout June In the morning sun of your room But the storms rolled in by noon... And you're stuck in the lure of an alternate world In the embrace of a solitary girl Look at her dress as she spins and twirls But now you're just dreaming about dancing From the songs on the radio And your windows into relationships Are scripted reality shows There's no other Shelter or cover For a seasonal lover. A warning line was drawn, but you came on over Left screaming down the alley at a four-leaf clover Well, I guess they'll keep you walking for a while Tracking cracks beneath your feet can really help you think Maybe dinner and a movie or a couple of drinks Yeah, something to keep her talking that's worthwhile Lost in the night sky with July She was the only good reason to try And she's still the longest goodbye... And you're stuck in the lure of an alternate world In the embrace of a solitary girl Look at her dress as she spins and twirls But now you're just dreaming about dancing From the songs on the radio And your windows into relationships Are scripted reality shows There's no other Shelter or cover For a seasonal lover. Taking inventory: check. There's a beating heart But your anxiety is blurring out a place to start Every dumb choice seems to earn its own debate. If you had a second chance, if there was better weather Maybe you'd get lucky, you would get it together Cause nothing's ever been brought out to you on a plate But your heart beats hard for August She was keen and clean and honest But you were angry, tired, and lawless And you're stuck in the lure of an alternate world In the embrace of a solitary girl Look at her dress as she spins and twirls But now you're just dreaming about dancing From the songs on the radio And your only concept of love Comes from some scripted reality show There's no other Shelter or cover For a seasonal lover. |
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