Cold Summer
Seabear
Your teeth too big for your mouth
Every summer we'd pull the stinger out
Looking like our parents did
Drunk at the dance, I knew you hid
Picture of her eyes under your skin
She wasn't old enough to let love in
I can see your eyes turn blue
I can see the weather changing you
Cold summers, one after the other
Got old fast, grew tired of each other
Born across from you
Proud sleepless child, followed her
It's getting harder to find it in me
Bite my lipe, fall asleep
But now, but now can be
Falling down
Filling, filling the empty
She could sing to shipmen
I lay my eyes on you
Down where we grew lost
Find your month and winter skin
It's getting harder to find it in me
I scab my wounds and fall asleep.
But now, but now can be
Falling down
Filling, filling the empty