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 its 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.