Some summer you have planned for me
Look at all these tourist as they flock to the sea
Getting in the water like it's nothing, but it's
Not without a consequence
I hear it comes quite naturally
But that description doesn't fit with me

Not going over never going under
Not without a consequence
The narrows, the river
Empty into the sea

Some summer you have planned for me
Emptied into the sea
Some summer you have planned for me
Emptied into the sea

Such a good man, had a good job
I'd take up swimming for the patriarch

Now dispersed so casually like
Sediment into the sea
The swollen moon all flushed with red
One eclipse from the bay of the dead

It ain't right I'm telling you, it's
More than coincidence

One stroke at a time
On my way
Back to land
It's better for me
With my feet
In the sand

Some summer you have planned for me
Emptied into the sea
Some summer you have planned for me
Emptied into the sea

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Writer(s): Alaina Moore-Riley, Patrick Riley