Under your bed, the desert flowers in bloom
With water catching the bed, vibes like allergies in June
After a long July, you finally cleaned your room
Ate too many Snickers bars and slept until noon

Summer's almost over, now
You will find your way out, you will find your way out
Summer's almost over, now
You will find your way out, you will find your way out

Dump your desires and dump your plans for the future
Til' you want revolution, are you willing to lose?
Sweat through the fire of August, nothing goes ripe too soon
But stockpiles of patience smell like rotten virtue

Summer's almost over, now
You will find your way out, you will find your way out
Summer's almost over, now
You will find your way out, you will find your way out

Under your bed, the desert flowers rise up your blues
You pray for October rain, couldn't come too soon