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Summer Of Nineteen

 

Summer Of Nineteen

(albüm: indie pop post rock cinematic sometimes: vhs - 2020)


Mom and Dad met in the summer of '81
Dead set at start of the things to come
I bet
They didn't know back then
I bet
They didn't know yet

Holding my hand like it's something you've always done
Wondering if hello is a loaded gun
I guess
We just don't know that yet
I guess
We just don't know if we'll

Look back
Saying oh my god
Oh-oh my god
Look back
Saying it started in the summer of

'19
The summer, summer, summer of '19
Are we running running for a daydream
Of the summer, summer, summer of '19?
'19

Butterfly effect from the way that you look at me
Dangerous, yeah baby don't you think?
I bet
This is one a those moments
I bet
We just don't know yet

Driving around, are the photos I take of you
For scrapbook pages I thought I'd never use?
I guess
We just don't know that yet
I guess
We just don't know if

We'll look back
Saying oh my god
Oh-oh my god
Look back
Saying it started in the summer of

'19
The summer, summer, summer of '19
Are we running running for a daydream
Of the summer, summer, summer of '19?
'19

Maybe it's not meant to last
Maybe we're moving too fast
Maybe I'm getting ahead of myself, head of myself now

Maybe when fall comes along
Whatever we are will be gone
But maybe I'm getting ahead of myself, head of myself now, now

Ahead of myself now, now

But Mom and Dad met in the summer of '81
Dead set at start of the things to come
I bet
They didn't know back then
I bet

'19
The summer, summer, summer of '19
Are we running running for a daydream
Of the summer, summer, summer of '19?
'19

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