Summer Songtext
von Jirapah

Lower East folly
Hard to describe
Collective conscience
A drunken invite
Every bottle′s
Covered in lust
Premise for nonsense
And conquering hours
How young this summer
Everybody's Covered in sun
A place of refuge
For wandering eyes
Bags of money Wonder and awe
Blanket New York
With the guise of a mall
How young this summer
Everybody Water and wine
Arrest the senses
Left shackled and bound
How young this summer′s
Wandering mind
Watching and smiling
Through the eyes of a child
How young this summer