Heatwave
We are the casualties of heatwaves resurrected by the cool night air
onto these streets, our shallow graves.
We spend our summer nights drinking in parking lots
after dark and praying we won't get caught
this time of life's like this part of town
where all the businesses are closing down
and they're closing down for good
Chorus
It's safe to say good things like dreams may die
in between the time it takes a heart to beat
or you to bat an eye
the nights we spent and rules we bent
the end was written in the stars.
like sailors in a storm we failed to see that far.
you and me and our close friends we all lived by the motto don't look back and never look to far ahead
hey, who needs college, who needs a career?
"I'll get back to you on that" she said,
"in four more years". if this is the crossroads of my life
then why is one street closed
and why's the other one got ten red lights?
Chorus
It's safe to say good things like dreams may die
in between the time it takes a heart to beat
or you to bat an eye
the nights we spent and rules we bent
the end was written in the stars.
like sailors in a storm we failed to see that far.
Bridge
Last October we were sitting in the bleachers
of the home coming game
you were wearing a cardigan sweater so loose
that it hid your tiny frame
your breath rose slow, illuminated by the florescent lights
in the stadium glow.
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