[Verse 1]
I wrote you a letter and I sent it off some months ago, have you read it yet?
When the saints were celebrating the risen king, and his march from his tomb
When the flowers were opening their petals to the heavens, and praying for tempered rain
But that hasn't happened for years, they say

[Chorus]
Now it's summer and the buds have faded
And I can't think to get out of bed
When you're struggling to find a purpose
And swim through all the red

[Verse 2]
I heard he was passed out at the wheel in the early hours of the morning light
When the dew was fresh on the limbs of the tree that he veered you into that night
But I'll keep waiting for the day when I won't have to lock away my phone
But the months are long and I'm afraid that the winds are slowly closing the door

[Chorus]
Now it's summer and the buds have faded
And I can't think to get out of bed
When you're struggling to find a purpose
And swim through all the red

Cause I wrote you a letter and I sent it off some months ago, you haven't responded yet
When the saints were celebrating the risen king, and his march to my head