Gordon Downie - Yellow Days lyrics

Summer on, bring on the buzzing past Summer on, bring on august trash The sweat of Johnny Cash The hot-knife to the hash The girls in the gra** Summer, bring it on, oh, at last Days that glow and ignite And explode into nights Nights that scream for morphine And swim into the days Days of whisky and cake Nights of make-believe Days you don't believe Nights of faith in flames And not consumed by flames Ah still, summer's always going Turning everything Canada-grey And I will miss all the not-knowing Of those summer days But I swear I will take morphine and swim If you take one more look at him Ah, those yellow days Bring on the liquid smoke Summer on, night's a blindfold Stay close, then this bird has flown The bullet hits the bone And it's all filmed on a phone Summer's getting on, oh, stay close Days glowing, igniting Exploding into nights Nights, "I'm cold", I'm here "Hold me closer to the day" Days it's in your blood Nights you never dreamed (It's supposed to be a dream) Nights lost in the flood And not lost in the flood Ah still, summer's always going Turning everything Canada-grey And I will miss all the not-knowing Of all those summer days But I swear I will also take morphine and swim If you take one more look at him Ah, those yellow days Ah, those yellow days