Squeaky swings and tall grass, the longest shadows ever cast. The water's warm and children swim, and we frolicked about in our summer skin.

I don't recall a single care,
Just greenery and humid air.
Then Labor day came and went,
And we shed what was left of our summer skin.

On the night you left I came over,
And we peeled the freckles from our shoulders.
Our brand new coats so flushed and pink,
And I knew your heart I couldn't win,
'Cause the season's change was a conduit
And we'd left our love in our summer skin.


I want to write something that beautiful.

But, since I can't, I'm just listening to it over and over again.

I hate this song, but I love it. It's just too sad.

END.