Why Couldn't We Have Met in the Summer

The sky above is orange and grey
In my black and white world today
I’m hanging out with girls who’ll never die
But they’re ok, just don’t ask me why
There’s something moving across the bay
Something up above me is grey
The kids are hiding out from the day
In the shadows, In the shadows
Nothing here is ever the same
Colours in hair never plain
But nothing here will ever change
Is the eye on the boy or the door?
Up above they’ve got their ear to the floor
Just don’t ask me why
Is the eye on the boy or the door?
Upstairs an ear to the floor
Just don’t ask me why
If you want to stay out it’s all night
And the last bus home is alright
But the one thing you’ll see is a fight
And it won’t make anything right
We’re alright
We’re alright
We’re alright
We’re alright