Summer Teeth (Slow Rhodes Edition)

Like a cloud, his finger explode
On the typewriter ribbon, the shadow grows
His heart's in a bowl behind the bank

And every evening when he gets home
To make his supper and eat it alone
His black shirt cries while his shoes get cold

It's just a dream he keeps having (ooh ooh)
It doesn't seem to mean anything
It's just a dream he keeps having
It doesn't seem to mean anything

One summer, a suicide
Another autumn, a traveler's guide
He hits snooze twice before he dies

And every evening when he gets home
To make his supper and eat it alone
His black shirt cries while his shoes get cold

It's just a dream he keeps having (ooh ooh)
It doesn't seem to mean anything
It's just a dream he keeps having (ooh ooh)
It doesn't seem to mean anything

He feels lucky to have you here
In his kitchen in your chair
Sometimes he forgets that you're even there

Ooh ooh
Doesn't seem to mean anything
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo