Always worrying, making sure it’s clean
Longing for the taste of gasoline
Running through a field where no sunrise ever glows
Digging for the answer that nobody knows
Scorched soil marks the path he’s dug out with his shoes
There’s something in his eye that knows he’s gonna lose
Always being asked why it is he doesn’t smile
Thinks the only reason’s it’s just been a while
Summer draws close with death right on its heels
He will die just for no one
Kaleidoscope eyes don’t turn color with the skies
To remind you of the smell of the ocean
Stench of the flower tainted on his breath
No memory of before, no concept of what’s next
Time runs down, the river’s turning green
Erases all he’s done and all he’s never seen
Always worrying, burning gasoline
No longer need the stench of all but being clean
Digging in a field where sour sugar grows
Digging for the answer that nobody knows
Basking in the sun of the hottest summer day
In the middle of the winter
We’re racing for the end, white knuckles to the wheel
She gets high on all we give her
All but shining, left in smithereens
The dogs lead the chase into the summer dream
Finally found the answer, right where he’d been told
Digging in a field nobody’s ever known
Always crying, tied to broken dreams
Longing for the smell of anti-freeze
Floating in a sea where no sunset ever shone
Left behind the answer that nobody knows
Summer draws close with death right on its heels
He will die just for no one
Kaleidoscope eyes don’t turn color with the skies
To remind you of the smell of the ocean
Basking in the sun of the hottest summer day
In the middle of the winter
We’re racing for the end, white knuckles to the wheel
She gets high on all we give her