My own summer (shove it)

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 its tongue there are no crowds in the street 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.

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