Summer Town - Third Eye Blind

Hey where’d everybody go

Everyone I know has blown the coast

Shiver in the wind it shows

All I have are summer clothes

Oh and it brings me down when it’s winter time in a summer town

All we are are friends we keep or lose in time

Fade away, the precious ones we keep in mind

I wonder now it I’m the one that you’d leave behind

Cause after Halloween

Everything starts fading

I’m losing everyone

I go down like the sun

You know what I mean

I’m just someone in a summer town

Standing by the old beach house where we stood outside and sang out loud

Now I shiver like a ghost I remember the time that we drew a crowd and

I told you everything I knew in one manic rushing line

I wonder now if I’m the kind that you’d leave behind

Cause after Halloween

Everything starts fading

I’m losing everyone

I go down like the sun

You know What I mean

My whole life is a summer town

I get into the people you met

And the moment comes that you can’t forget

Time flies in trajectory

Did you give me more than you took from me

I’m as empty now as a vacant sign

Tonight

After Halloween

Can we stay together

I’m losing everyone

And I come undone

Nothing lasts forever

Last summer’s done

Can we find another one

Find another one

I wish I was a spray can, I’d write my name on the world

I wish I was a megaphone with my speaker blown, to get myself known

In a summer town

Smell sun block on her hot skin in a bungalow before the day begins,

this is some dumb jam it doesn’t mean a thing, ecstasy, rave is king,

fake diamonds shining on her finger.

I’m as bad for you as anyone you ever know, still you stole my soul,

or I gave it to you, get high and do the five five deal, rock a fanny pack now

from the front,

she’s generous with the bumps of fake cocaine, it was funny once then,

now it’s funny again and I was never able to reach her, no, maybe the next leap

of the creature, maybe then,

summer dis and then you go away, wanna be the hustler school MIA make a paper

plane and then you fly away, fly away,

where’s my super secret stupid fucking pocket where I left my bungalow keys,

how am I always waking up in places like these, who’s been singing all my

symphonies,

rat bastards palliate my infamies, you’ll be burning begging please,

back to the champ in the little sun dress, she was reading Nabokov, Miller,

and Tess,

undressed so fine just as you are, a stone cold rap superstar

And I was never able to reach her

Alright