Hey you big star tell me when it's over hey you big mood guide me
To

Shelter cause i'm through when the two hits the six and it's summer cloud

Come shove the sun aside i think god is moving its tongue there are no

Crowds in the streets and no sun in my own summer the shade is a tool a

Device a savior see i try to look up to the sky but my eyes burn cloud come

Shove the sun aside.