when we lose the summer heat
Our roads are crumbling
Turning to dust
That blows through our desert
In the land of must.
We’re all trying to find
Our attention.
One road sign
With no direction.
We build our roads.
We place our loads.
We lay foundations
Of our special creations.
It's hot out there.
You can’t breathe.
Some are down to underwear,
Some to Adam and Eve.
There’s a world
Underneath our feet.
I’ll meet you there sometime
When we lose the summer heat.
Ice-cream lady
Got a long line waiting.
They’ll eat anything shady.
I’m fishing a sidewalk grating.
I’m trying to catch perfection
That’s been tossed or lost
Or what lives down there
Under our troubles and cares.
There’s a world
Underneath our feet.
I’ll meet you there sometime
When we lose the summer heat.
I’m getting stares
From lots of hot people.
I’d like to take their cares
And lose them under a steeple.
Pack my gear,
Got to get away from here.
I’m looking for a moving van.
I bump into a policeman.
There’s an accident.
A drifter paid his rent.
He shouldn’t have paid.
Now he’s got to stay.
I take his place
In the human race.
He’s been left back.
But I’m following his tracks.
There’s a world
Underneath our feet.
I’ll meet you there sometime
When we lose the summer heat.
Three weeks, three minutes
To cook a three minute egg,
Three minutes to heat it
Three weeks to get it laid.
I lose my appetite
And there’s no food in sight,
Cause I heard
Discouraging words.
They say fate got hungry,
Fried turkey in greece.
Everybody lined up
To get a piece.
There’s a world
Underneath our feet.
I’ll meet you there sometime
When we lose the summer heat.
Four winds blow
Through feet of clay.
There is no place to go
On this or any day.
We follow the wellspring
That you can’t deplete.
Hear freedom ring.
Art stops our retreat.
There’s a world
Underneath our feet.
I’ll meet you there sometime
When we lose the summer heat.
I’ve been thinking,
Least I think I was
About caution lights blinking
Next to every road of dust.
Who are they talking to?
It’s me and you.
I just laugh.
And give it the gas.
You want to come along
Where you feel you belong?
Keep your eye peeled
For an empty road sign.
It can come anytime.
Where you don’t have to kneel
To read the dust
In the land of must.
Throw your baggage
Under the carriage.
Put on your top hat.
One last pat for your cat.
Pin on your corsage.
Go where it’s cool.
Float in a desert mirage
Of an oasis pool.
Lose your frown.
Hold my hand.
This elevator only goes down
To the tune of a rubber band.
There’s a world
Underneath our feet.
I’ll meet you there sometime
When we lose the summer heat.