Whens the last time we talked like this here
We're all outside, and the stars are out
Cherries bouncing in the Glendale air and the words are there but no sound comes out
My ears are ringing from the shit we're smoking
It's either that or the last three beers
We're gonna make this summer last forever
I swear we've said that for the last ten years
And I ain't getting older
I sure as hell ain't wiser now
But my bones are aching and sore
I know I'm feeling slower
I think I'm plenty higher now
But my heart is aching for more
The jacarandas are blooming again
The heat wave hasn't hit us yet
Valley winds will be a goddamn godsend
Streets filled with leaves and cigarettes
Can someone tell me when it starts to feel real
Outside of bad news that comes from the mail
Local downpour won't wash away my feelings
Am I insane to prefer the hail?
And I ain't getting older
I sure as hell ain't wiser now
But my bones are aching and sore
I know I'm feeling slower
I think I'm plenty higher now
But my heart is aching for more
I had a dream
I can't remember
I hated August
Can't see your face
I had a dream but it was one long fog
I can't remember through this one long fog
I hated August it was one long fog
I can't see your face through this one long fog
I had a dream but it was one long fog
I can't remember through this one long fog
I hated August it was one long fog
I can't see your face through this one long fog
I had a dream but it was one long fog
I can't remember through this one long fog
I hated August it was one long fog
I can't see your face through this one long fog