All of August

All of August
We were flat broke
Flat on our backs in the backyard

Killing time and bloodstreams
Wine and newborn dreams
That’s how we spent all of August
All of August

All of August
Wild fruit fell
As we fell in and out of season

Blurring pain and pleasure
Flames and soft forever's
That’s how we spent all of August
All of August

It’s sad but youth is wasted
Youth is wasted
Youth is wasted on the young
So dumb and strong

We wasted
All of August
We wasted
All of August

That’s how we spent all of August
 

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