Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Summer Town, artist - Third Eye Blind. Album song Ursa Major, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 16.08.2009
Record label: Mega Collider
Song language: English
Summer Town |
| Hey where’d everybody go |
| Everyone I know has blown the coast |
| Shiver in the wind it shows |
| All I have are summer clothes |
| Oh and it brings me down when it’s winter time in a summer town |
| All we are are friends we keep or lose in time |
| Fade away, the precious ones we keep in mind |
| I wonder now it I’m the one that you’d leave behind |
| Cause after Halloween |
| Everything starts fading |
| I’m losing everyone |
| I go down like the sun |
| You know what I mean |
| I’m just someone in a summer town |
| Standing by the old beach house where we stood outside and sang out loud |
| Now I shiver like a ghost I remember the time that we drew a crowd and |
| I told you everything I knew in one manic rushing line |
| I wonder now if I’m the kind that you’d leave behind |
| Cause after Halloween |
| Everything starts fading |
| I’m losing everyone |
| I go down like the sun |
| You know What I mean |
| My whole life is a summer town |
| I get into the people you met |
| And the moment comes that you can’t forget |
| Time flies in trajectory |
| Did you give me more than you took from me |
| I’m as empty now as a vacant sign |
| Tonight |
| After Halloween |
| Can we stay together |
| I’m losing everyone |
| And I come undone |
| Nothing lasts forever |
| Last summer’s done |
| Can we find another one |
| Find another one |
| I wish I was a spray can, I’d write my name on the world |
| I wish I was a megaphone with my speaker blown, to get myself known |
| In a summer town |
| Smell sun block on her hot skin in a bungalow before the day begins, |
| this is some dumb jam it doesn’t mean a thing, ecstasy, rave is king, |
| fake diamonds shining on her finger. |
| I’m as bad for you as anyone you ever know, still you stole my soul, |
| or I gave it to you, get high and do the five five deal, rock a fanny pack now |
| from the front, |
| she’s generous with the bumps of fake cocaine, it was funny once then, |
| now it’s funny again and I was never able to reach her, no, maybe the next leap |
| of the creature, maybe then, |
| summer dis and then you go away, wanna be the hustler school MIA make a paper |
| plane and then you fly away, fly away, |
| where’s my super secret stupid fucking pocket where I left my bungalow keys, |
| how am I always waking up in places like these, who’s been singing all my |
| symphonies, |
| rat bastards palliate my infamies, you’ll be burning begging please, |
| back to the champ in the little sun dress, she was reading Nabokov, Miller, |
| and Tess, |
| undressed so fine just as you are, a stone cold rap superstar |
| And I was never able to reach her |
| Alright |