This is summer - some are watching
Understanding the promises
That drift away - they drift away
Nothing to share in low water
Over above an avalanche she falls away
This summer - some are August
Crying far air not to be had
Is this the way is this this the way
More than enough move to the side
Watch him pa** he pa**es by he gets away
If I could lose myself and dream away
Day upon day upon day upon day
In an avalanche she drifts away
Over its over its over its over
I wish we could be together again
Like a play on words