When Summer's Over Will We Dream of Spring

A safe position Our back against the wall A simple shrug to shrug the questions off There's no action There is no reaction Coveted, i fight the consequence So if no one moves And no one speaks a word We could act ok We must stand still We must honor the stalemate And we will slumber Have we ever been awake? Have we done a thing? When summer's over will we dream of spring? Saftey could be disabling A crippled history is all it succeeds A safe position Turn off the phone Hang the blankets over the windows 'Cause if no one's home Then know one's responsible There's no response but just two blind eyes To see through you Well, they won't see you anymore We must stand still We must honor the stalemate Until we find out Have we ever been present? Are we too past-tense When summer's over Will we face our home Saftey is disabling A crippled history Absentee Absentee You're safe with me Coveted, i fight the season Absentee Absentee You're safe with me When summer's over will you dream of your crippled history Crippled history crippled history crippled history...