Lyrics:

Soak the sun

Cinnamon

What went wrong

Summer Song

Splinter snag

windvein ragged

Faded trends

Summer ends



What's that I thought I heard you say?

Lunarscape and cold winds on their way

Whistling banshee through the screen

Salt air and isolation sting



Melon seed-spitting wars

Toys lost in the sand

Innocence is scorched

Summer leaves its brand



Bat away a hurricane's eyelash

Ushering by the season past

Hinting, dapples pinching through my sleeve

Intimating that I leave



Hurricane remember me

Hurricane watch over me

From this point we roll along

Without a trace of summer song