Field Report Summertime
She said "Why don't you try summertime songs?
Gold and warm, soft like the setting sun
Not hot and sharp like a hornet swarm
Or the warning blast from the tornado horn
Or june bugs kissing July in half
I love you in the low half baby, but let's dance"
I don't know
You didn't have to stop babe, but I could never hang
The good days come in waves, they crest and crash
See, I've been running hot babe, something's gonna give
I've been sleeping out babe, dreaming 'bout the kid
I've been hearing shots babe, I know they're in my head
I've been feeling ghosts babe, moving in the wind
If I should disappear sometime before this child is born
What is recovery really?
Cover up your tracks again
And in the neighbor's window across the street
You can see the TV through the fitted red sheet
And the other night, I heard 'em screaming
I turned off our lights and called the police
And hid out on the corner of the front porch waitin'
And as quiet as a gas leak, I slowed my breathing
Just singing summertime songs, summertime songs
Just singing summertime songs, summertime songs
Summertime
