Bleeding from the pores in this mosquito melee summer

At least something is alive and thriving in our darkest hour

Stray dogs are sleeping infested in the shade of a dumpster

Dripping mildew smell from a window unit air conditioner

Glassy boiling air is shimmering on the oily concrete

Sticky rubber soles and tires melt like steaming ice cream

Citronella candles are burning like a beacon of hope

The HOV lane is flowing going to take us home

Where the sun is snuffing out and sneaking behind privacy fences

Where kids are diving off of roofs and underwater kissing

And they're tapping at your window at midnight and sneaking you out

To the park by your house where the sun never goes down

But the summer, it passes from you

And it never shines as bright

So you sleep all afternoon

And chase nostalgia all night

We took the train to Woodley Park

So we could drink at five o'clock

And we emptied glasses on the bar

'till the smoke it filled up every pore

And we tumbled out onto the street

And we elbowed through the town’s elite

And the moon was hanging from my eyelids

I drifted in and out of conscious

I dreamed a taxicab could take us

Back to summer's hazy places

A party full of all our friends

Was folded up inside my head

But I woke up on a vinyl Metro seat

In the suburbs where my loneliness could sleep