Summer
from We Don't Need A Map by Alexander Hudjohn
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The nightly howl of clutches.
From beat up old Fords.
The heat on the street.
Slamming screen doors.
The street lights come on.
As dome lights go off.
And backseat romantics.
Fill dirt parking lots
And they go...
The boats down on the river.
They toss and they sway.
As lightning bugs flicker.
And dance on the wake.
The water tower rises.
Beneath and orange and blue sunset.
A more perfect picture.
I ain't seen it it yet.
Bicycles laid out.
In freshly cut yards.
Clothes pins on the frames.
Holding baseball cards.
There's a silence that only.
The twilight can bring.
It's broken by the crickets.
In ditches as they sing.
And they go...
From beat up old Fords.
The heat on the street.
Slamming screen doors.
The street lights come on.
As dome lights go off.
And backseat romantics.
Fill dirt parking lots
And they go...
The boats down on the river.
They toss and they sway.
As lightning bugs flicker.
And dance on the wake.
The water tower rises.
Beneath and orange and blue sunset.
A more perfect picture.
I ain't seen it it yet.
Bicycles laid out.
In freshly cut yards.
Clothes pins on the frames.
Holding baseball cards.
There's a silence that only.
The twilight can bring.
It's broken by the crickets.
In ditches as they sing.
And they go...
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We Don't Need A Map, track
released 18 September 2010
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