When Summer’s Over Will We Dream of Spring - Cursive

A safe position -- a back against the wall

A simple shrug to shurg the questions off

When there’s no action, there’s no reaction

Curb the dead, avert the consequence

So if no one moves, and no one speaks a word

We could act OK

(We must standstill -- we must honor the stalemate)

And we must slumber… have we ever been awake?

Have we done a thing?

When summer’s over will we dream of spring?

Safety can be disabling

A crippled history as an absentee

A safe position -- turn off the phone

Hang the blankets over the windows

'Cause if no one’s home, then there’s no one responsible

There’s no response for disappointed eyes

To see through you -- well, they can’t see you anymore

(We must standstill -- we must honor the stalemate)

Until we’re pawned off… have we ever been present?

Are we too past tense?

When summer’s over will we face autumn?

Safety is disabling

A crippled history

Crippled history

A crippled history…

Absentee… absentee… You’re safe with me

Curb the deed, avert the season

Absentee… absentee… You’re safe with me

When summer’s over will you dream of your crippled history

Crippled history

Crippled history

Crippled history

Absentee… When summer’s over will you dream of your crippled history

Crippled history

Crippled history

Crippled history

Absentee…