Arms - Summer Sk**s lyrics

let the days lose their aim and lift let the signal and the seasons drift there's a feeling, you forgot you missed but kept as a gift we've been clinging to our common sense refrigerators full of condiments the 'have you ever's, the 'never agains' the forming of plans there'll be time, too believing in lies until they're true ther''ll be time, too to cover your eyes you're a bull in a china shop I'm a chicken with its head cut off spinning bottles and spoiling the pot changing the plot tell a story full of fights and flights 'bout the weather and the things that go bump in the night you said it keeps you feeling safe inside I hope that you're right there'll be time, too to keep it alive, till day is through there'll be time, too for summers inside there'll be time, too for missing our trains and catching colds this will pa**, too and you're better alone this will always be so