hey you, big star, tell me when it's over
hey you, big mood, guide me to shelter
`cause i'm through when the two hits the six and it's summer

cloud come shove the sun aside

i think god is moving it's tongue
there are no crowds in the streets
and no sun in my own summer

the shade is a tool, a device, a savior
see, i try and look up to the sky
but my eyes burn

cloud come shove the sun aside