Summer's slow Get the songs to work their own In the heart I am stranded in the shore Armor soon becomes sound And then we're gonna feel better There's nothing we can do At night you're already there Shimmering memories You're not there, come here Let's try life in the city But we know this can't be numbered Finally These useless empty sacks Are still in grey Smoke stacks are coughing up the product And the sky inhaled that It is sick for these dreams I am But everyday that I woke up Just another delay before you say goodbye again But I I am too tired to cry But I, I am too tired to cry I am too tired to cry Crying, I am too tired to cry Cry, cry, cry, I Oh I'm too tired to cry But I I am too tired to cry, uh, oh, oh, oh