Rem – Summer Turns To High

Mercury is rising still

Turn the fan on high

I wont step on my own shadow

No one wants to cry.

Someone put a pox on me

I spit in their eyes

Summer turns to high.

Lift my bed sheet keep in sandles

Circle search and there are candles

Summers here but night is raising hopes and dragonflies

If those hopes are overshadowed

Cotton-candy, caramel-wafer.

Summer turns to high

Summer high

After wine and nectarines the fireflies in turn

Move like syrup through the evening with the sweet resign

I wont fight for cant happen

Im preoccupied

Summer turns to high

Summer high.