Hey Summer

It’s Monday morning
Went to bed Saturday at noon
Tossed and turned and ran a marathon or two
Now every morning
I look at your side of the room
Preserved and undisturbed
Like tutankhamun’s tomb
Hey summer
Hey summer you can’t come to soon
The winter’s come and broke the one of us in two
Hey summer
Hey summer you can’t come to soon
Let the sun come out and take the place of you
In the garden
The weeds are wild and full of pain
The dandelions drunk on Vancouver rain
But in the desert
The wind is warm and full of hate
And unfamiliar to the boy who ran away
Hey summer where the hell are you?
How’s the life?
How’s the future look for you?
How does the past compare?
It’s lonely out in space
But at least I’ve got these voices in my head