One Last Banger

Well I walk along the train tracks in
The middle of summertime
And everything in front of me is dead
From the once green grass to the piles of moss
And leaves that lie ahead
And I hope that fall never comes
But the leaves are turning red
And I think I
I think I’m losing my mind
Every time that
I look outside
Though its not like
There’s nothing cool to see
I feel like I’m in a dream
And nothing feels right to me
And I hear a song that sounds so sweet
It makes me want to cry
It makes me think about the purple sky
That you see behind the trees
As you feel a summer breeze
That cools you off
From the humid day you had
Every moment
I’ll be feeling sad
But by April
I’ll be feeling glad
Though it’s not like
I never laugh
In the winter
That’s a lie
I just miss the sky