Bleeding from the pores in this mosquito melee summer   At least something is alive and thriving in our darkest hour   Stray dogs are sleeping infested in the shade of a dumpster   Dripping mildew smell from a window unit air conditioner      Glassy boiling air is shimmering on the oily concrete   Sticky rubber soles and tires melt like steaming ice cream   Citronella candles are burning like a beacon of hope   The HOV lane is flowing going to take us home      Where the sun is snuffing out and sneaking behind privacy fences   Where kids are diving off of roofs and underwater kissing   And they're tapping at your window at midnight and sneaking you out   To the park by your house where the sun never goes down      But the summer, it passes from you   And it never shines as bright   So you sleep all afternoon   And chase nostalgia all night      We took the train to Woodley Park   So we could drink at five o'clock   And we emptied glasses on the bar   'till the smoke it filled up every pore   And we tumbled out onto the street   And we elbowed through the town’s elite      And the moon was hanging from my eyelids   I drifted in and out of conscious   I dreamed a taxicab could take us   Back to summer's hazy places   A party full of all our friends   Was folded up inside my head      But I woke up on a vinyl Metro seat   In the suburbs where my loneliness could sleep