Lyrics:

August 15th at 12:30 noon I don't see a cloud above

The sun is shining down, what a pretty day

So sick of this summer heat I cant beat away the haze

the rays are giving way

And spending all of my time having conversations sitting next to you

"Hey but I, don't really like the summertime"

And as you were petting on that cat you said such a daring thing

right from under your breath

Ah, and as that cat had ran away

You tried to chase it in the end

Jumping right out in front of a

traffic light that poured a shade of red bright red

Crashing in and breaking you to bits

That truck a heard a scream a little bit too late

Blood dripping everywhere and choking your smell of hair

I breathe in a gulp of air and just cant take it

Are these lies? The heat is mocking me

"What you see is exactly what you're gonna get!"

And with the blue of sky I hear singing crickets cry and

fall right back into another dark sleep

Sitting up in my bed I could hear ticking clocks the shock

will mock my ever ringing head

I look to see the time

August 14th at 12 something noon I don't see a cloud above

The sun is shining down

"Hey but I...I really have to wonder why

Because in the dream I had last night we sat in the

same old park we are sitting at now

"Hey, I think the two of us should leave."

But stepping slightly off the path, their heads turned-up towards sky and were gaping pointing struggling to keep away a scream

Stabbing holes and splitting you in two,

the beam made seam as it fell straight from the sky

Ringing an old wind chime and shaking a passerby then filling the air until they hit those park trees

Are these lies? The heat is mocking me

"Bet you wish you were asleep, but it's not a dream!"

Vision it blurred away and keeping my thoughts at bay I swear you stood there while keeping such a dark smile

Endlessly I see that over heated haze

And again the laughing will repeat on through the days

You've been dying for the past ten years

We are trapped in cycles and the end is never clear

But a story is a story all the same

And today, like any, has an ending so to say

Far away and out beyond that scorching summer day

Crashing in and hitting me instead you

I pushed you aside to nearly dodge a truck

Blood dripping everywhere and choking my smell of hair

You breathe in a gulp of air and just cant take it

Are these lies? I haven't heard him say

"What you see is exactly what your gonna get"

Maybe this summer day has finally gone away

But that's all I'll say so this is where it ends now

August 14th and sitting alone on a bed a girl awakes repeating just the same

Muttering again

"Guess I failed again.." as she sat all alone

and held a cat still cradled in her arms

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