In the midst of a damp summer
A midnight talking through frosted glass
Tea time stagnance with a lover's fragrance
Is all but forced, it's time to last

What i saw in your eyes clear
Inside me sparks revolving answers
So bitch, complain, but i can't explain
Why when you go a damp summer follows

Water standing on my heart
Forever waiting worlds apart
Strings of pearls casting down and pose
Like a spinning fanblade in a thousand tears
Dripping in my eyes, from one cloud outside
Looking back sing monotone
But is left to give all alone.

So bitch, complain, but i can't explain
Why when you go a damp summer follows

On the seaside sewer drain
Strikes of a thousand tears is torture
But i can't just avoid this moisture
Optimistic things will change
Because i have seen stranger things
Stranger than a thousand tears is torture
But i can't seem to avoid this moisture.