Dear Summer

Dear Summer
You were just a fair weathered friend
Dear Summer
I don't know if I can talk to you again
Dear Summer
I don't know

As I sit here leaning forward
I feel the breeze of wedding season calling
I watched an old friend leave this morning
Through the heat, through the grief
Through the secrets we keep dormant
And then it dawns on me
I spent the best years of my life being haunted
The walk down the aisle, but I might stay a while
Here with the mosquitoes and the tiki torches
Yeah, yeah but something ain't right
Call the paramedics, it's a blood moon sky
I miss the way we went through it at times
Till the sun came up on those suicide nights

And I keep counting
I keep waiting to take my steps
I keep looking for some great explanation
And I still haven't found it yet

All of my friends are getting married
And all of those kids are having kids
And everybody's moving on but me
And it is what it is