In the midst of a damp summer
A midnight talking through frosted glass
Tea time stagnance with a lover's fragrance

Is all but forced, it's time to last

What i saw in your eyes clear

Inside me sparks revolving answers
So (*##$, complain, but i can't explain
Why when you go a damp summer follows


Water standing on my heart
Forever waiting worlds apart

Strings of pearls casting down and pose
Like a spinning fanblade in a thousand tears
Dripping in my eyes, from one cloud outside

Looking back sing monotone
But is left to give all alone.


So (*##$, complain, but i can't explain
Why when you go a damp summer follows


On the seaside sewer drain
Strikes of a thousand tears is torture
But i can't just avoid this moisture

Optimistic things will change
Because i have seen stranger things
Stranger than a thousand tears is torture

But i can't seem to avoid this moisture.