Summer is lost now   The frost is closing in   To the cold gospel goller   The poor man walks in sin   I cant get no entrance, the doors all in rows   I pray into the distance, let me out of these heavy clothes      I beg, Indian summer, I need some return   So hard to get warm out   when its so easy to get a burn   Down in the pavment, the laws are learn   Its so hard to get warm where, its so easy to get a burn      When a sister called up, said how long you broken down?   I said there is too much Ice around here, to find now solid ground   While I just squeeze a season, from this paper bag   I pray to the burning tires, that ???????????? rags      oh, Indian summer, I need some return   So hard to get warm out   when its so easy to get a burn   Down in the pavment, the laws are learn   Its so hard to get warm where, its so easy to get a burn      Now the skies are empty   The street is sweating tears   Communing at the station   For a million grinding years   While I'm riding out this century   With the harvest engine sing   From the church in mercenaries   To a naked virgin spring      I'm singing,      Indian summer, I need some return   So hard to get warm out   when its so easy to get a burn   Down in the pavment, the laws are learn   Its so hard to get warm where, its so easy to get a burn