It’s 27 steps to the kitchen
Stumble down and feel for the light
And the friendliness is not what I’m missing
I only wish that you would make up your mind
Some they might would call this intrusion
I guess I am calling it a break for the line
You always faltered in the face of this city
Your hands were shaking there for most of the drive
And so tonight I will reclaim my wanting
Travel onward, out toward the lights
‘Cause the summer, it’s crushing us flat here
Seems like the summer has made up its mind
Call it now
Call it now
Call it now
Prove