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When the summer is young and nobody has their price No one is no one and nobody in a crisis There's no swimming past the drop off or feeling sorry for yourself Ya don't go swimming past the drop off or else Yer a pistol, yer a gun and suddenly I have no prices Ya don't go swimming past the drop off or else The fates are amok and spun, measured and out and the past is meant to please us Yer a comet from earth in a Kiss Alive shirt Saying "Holy Fuck it's Jesus," the surface is green and the dark interweaves in a lonely iridescence It's terribly deep and the cold is complete and it only lacks your presence and nothing else When the summer is done and nobody sympathizes. Yer no friend of Dylan's, Yea you won't see another crisis There's no swimming past the drop off or feeling sorry for ourselves a don't go swimming past the drop off or else Personal stakes will get raised and get raised Til your story gets compelling if you lacked the sense Or were willfully dense is forever in the telling The surface is green and the dark interweaves In a lonely iridescence It's terribly deep and the cold is complete And it only lacks your presence and nothing else Nothing else and no one else From Letras Mania