The Summer Drones

[Intro] Here, where the sun blooms with no respite Crooked men and vagabonds seek the holiness of silence [Verse 1] We’ve spent a spell drifting on paths bygone Where our voices wane against the breath of Gods [Chorus] The summer drones [Verse 2] Here, where the spirit is purged of all earthly trespass Crooked men and vagabonds desire a most desolate peace But we’ll tread on, through a season unchanged Across barren expanse to the high desert plain Where we’ll accept our fate and take our rightful place Among the devils and thieves nailed to the Joshua trees [Chorus] The summer drones on