Hey you, Big Star
tell me when it's over
hey you big mood
guide me to shelter
'cause i'm through
when the two
hits the six
and it's summer
Cloud
Come shove the sun aside
I think god
is moving
it's tongue
there are no
crowds in the streets
and no sun
in my own summer
The shade
is a tool
a device
a savior
see I
try to look up
to the sky
but my eyes burn
Cloud
come
shove the sun aside.
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