Sweet summer substance,
the warmth of her rays...

Please listen
Cold and barren is this land...

Where snowflakes fall and fluid flows chilled,
across the ocean's path where the air stands...

But a stone's throw from home
Withers the shell of an elderly man...

Fall, did you part the sea?
Tread the sand the way you'd speak to me...

I picked it up from the ground as she jogged by;
it fell from the pocket of a hoodie tied around...

And so I put down my smoke to listen to what...
It's OK love, there's more than the sidewalk that...

Air is heavy when you're sober,
a weighted nothing breaks your pride...

Scorched is the land 'neath where my feet lie,
where rain burns black in the dark, night sky...

Beneath the sun lay blackened crows,
the only shade in sight...