Falling asleep with the lights on
Warm like the asphalt
Still wearing cashmere
I hear my name called
Only my body is here
No expectation
The voice of my father
This is summer vacation
I'm a body of stagnant water drifting into the ocean
Holding on 'till their hands hurt
I watch the neighbors
Tethered to lawn chairs
Struggle to answer
Whether they like living there
No expectation
American drama
This is summer vacation
I'm a body of stagnant water drifting into the ocean
What a life
Can you believe how nice
I've never seen the sky so blue
You know, I wouldn't lie to you
Coming to terms in slow motion
Over my shoulder
Whispers in my ear
Summer is over
Only my body is here
No consecration
No Holy Father
Summer vacation
I'm a body of stagnant water drifting into the ocean