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Max Frost

Back In The Summer

 

Back In The Summer


Way before I grew up, baby, I mean last year
Funny how a good summer flies into a fast year
We were in the low down, we were in the deep cut
Always running from wildfires and burning trees up
I remember seatbelts, hot to the touch, but never
Hotter than how we felt, hot as our feet on concrete
Grabbing seashells, hanging at the beach, while
You poured your loving down all over me

You know that I got regrets
But I burn those shits like cigarettes
Because something's out of place
Something's out of place
I wish we could just reset
Can we pick up back to where we left?
Can we put the pieces back together, now?

Back in the summer
When we were lovers
And we had real big dreams in our heads
We were together
Called it forever
Even though all good times have an end
Wish that I could go back again

We were watching reruns, listening to Coldplay
Singing out Yellow, never farther from a cold day
Cereal for breakfast, sipping on refreshments
Even though I'm driving slow I always miss the exit
Carving on a tree trunk, masters of the ten-cup pong
They couldn't beat us, making up for all night long
Even if we drunk, even when the lease was up
I tried to pick the pieces up

You know that I got regrets
But I burn those shits like cigarettes
Because something's out of place
Something's out of place
I wish we could just reset
Can we pick up back to where we left?
Can we put the pieces back together, now?

Back in the summer
When we were lovers
And we had real big dreams in our heads
We were together
Called it forever
Even though all good times have an end
Wish that I could go back again

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