August

Orchards in bloom
I hope August comes soon
I count down in my room by the day
Watch daylight dance by through the shades
Spent my youth, by the ocean
Moved away for that inner-city motion
Lately, I’ve been feeling like I’m frozen over
Been feeling like I’m moving slower
Life goes on
And I’ll walk till my shoes don’t have soles
Till I find a way
Till I find a way, yeah
We lose the sun on these short days
Holding to bygones and byways
I’m leaving at dusk for the highway
And sticky home moves slow like glue
Out of action, blame the flu
Flash drive full I’m bout to throw my lap
Tryna break it from go-backs
(I'm trying to break free from go-backs and from throwbacks)
I’m tryna move like quick drift, Tokyo hit bullets they can’t undo
(throw, throwbacks)
Sprint off seeing Stockholm visit friends shares one hundred count to
Spent my youth, by the ocean
Moved away for that inner-city motion
Lately, I’ve been feeling like I’m frozen over
Been feeling like I’m moving slower
Life goes on
And I’ll walk til my shoes don’t have soles
Till I find a way
Till I find a way, yeah
Life goes on
And I’ll fall to my bruises
And go, «Do they fade away?»
Yeah, they fade away, yeah
Throw, throwbacks
And sticky home moves slow like glue
Throw, throwbacks
And sticky home moves slow like glue
We lose the sun on these short days
Holding to bygones and byways
I’m leaving at dusk for the highway