Dog Days

Wait til the heat sets in
And the days grow long and thin
It sets the traffic lights to swaying in the wind
Run til your legs are sore, turn the lights on, lock the doors
They'll wait the whole night long to shake you til your core

See how it burns and how it bends
The way it descends through the trees, outside your room
How the dog days trouble you
And the cool sigh of the low tide
How it only leaves you blue

Ah

Out in the pines and firs, there were spies and saboteurs
You spent a night this side of breaking. taking turns

You'vе got time to kill
You've got moves and summеr skills
And even so they sought to bend you to their will
Still can't relax and place your words
Just pray that this curse soon will pass
Dead afternoons, how the dog days trouble you
And the cruel blight of the sunlight
How it bends and how it burns
And the nightmares reassure
In a clean bed, in a cold sweat
You're forgetting all you learned here
With your worst fears all confirmed here