Spencer Krug
Spencer Krug
Spencer Krug
Spencer Krug
Spencer Krug
Spencer Krug
Spencer Krug
Spencer Krug
Spencer Krug
Spencer Krug
You broke the record high again
Your babes are high and dry again
A flicker from the wheel
A fever in the village
How else did you think it would be
Did you think that shutting your eyes would make all of it free
Your churches are on fire and that’s better than you deserve
And everybody heard
Your dummy crashing to the ground
A child smiled at the sound
Now the truth about angels is getting around
How else did you think it would go
Did you think that the reaper would let you not reap what you sow
It’s a new kind of summеr of love
It’s a new kind of summer of lovе
The blindfolds are scattered on the shore
And everyone can see that your mouth is full of thorns, oh
It’s a new kind of summer of love
Sit and watch your life go by
The kitten caught the firefly
The hedges in the hedge maze are growing tall
But the older growth will have to fall
Oh, and all these old paths so worn in your skull
Did you think that you wouldn’t have to follow them anywhere
At all
New kind of summer of love...