Mercury is rising still
turn the fan on high
i won't step on my own shadow
no one wants to cry
Someone put a pox on me
i'll spit in their eye
Summer turns to high
With my bedsheet cape and sandals
circle citronella candles
summer's here, the light is raising
hopes and dragonflies
If those hopes are overshadowed,
cotton candy, caramel apple.
Summer turns to high
summer turns to high
summer turns to high,
summer high
After wine and nectarines
the fireflies in time
move like syrup through the evening
with a sweet resign
I won't pine for what could have been-
i'm preoccupied!
Summer turns to high
summer turns to high
summer turns to high,
summer high.