Lost Dogfights - The Darcys

If summer could kill this one would

A bad idea found its way back in

Buried what I thought were our anthems

Stop pretending we’re fine

If summer could kill this one would

Cut teeth deliver valentines

Postcards sketched with lost dogfights

Your hands stopping time

We made a lot of noise that year

We made a lot of noise

But I was just killing time

Because I know

Because I know it well

My eyes grow narrow

Because I know it well

Give me a reason

Or give it a rest

You made your bed

Now sleep in it