Cursive

When Summer's Over Will We Dream Of Spring

Cursive


A safe position -- a back against the wall 
A simple shrug to shurg the questions off 
When there's no action, there's no reaction 
Curb the dead, avert the consequence 
So if no one moves, and no one speaks a word 
We could act OK 

(We must standstill -- we must honor the stalemate) 
And we must slumber... have we ever been awake? 
Have we done a thing? 
When summer's over will we dream of spring? 
Safety can be disabling 
A crippled history as an absentee 

A safe position -- turn off the phone 
Hang the blankets over the windows 
'Cause if no one's home, then there's no one responsible 
There's no response for disappointed eyes 
To see through you -- well, they can't see you anymore 

(We must standstill -- we must honor the stalemate) 
Until we're pawned off... have we ever been present? 
Are we too past tense? 
When summer's over will we face autumn? 
Safety is disabling 
A crippled history 
Crippled history 
A crippled history... 

Absentee... absentee... You're safe with me 
Curb the deed, avert the season 
Absentee... absentee... You're safe with me 
When summer's over will you dream of your crippled history 
Crippled history 
Crippled history 
Crippled history 
Absentee... When summer's over will you dream of your crippled
history 
Crippled history 
Crippled history 
Crippled history 
Absentee...