summer it s gone and i don t know where everyone went or where i ll go summer it s gone and i don t know which way is the best way to go in dreams i hear voices that say look this way but i can t see nothing so i turn away to head down roads dead ends and holes and crowds of fools with common colds and they live in cars and their cars don t run they fight with phones and despise the sun the sun of summer it s gone and i don t know where everyone went or where i ll go where i ll go summer it s gone and now it s clear that no one is showing up here in dreams i hear voices that say look this way but it s all too lovely and so i turn away to head down roads dead ends and holes and crowds of fools with common colds they live in cars and their cars don t run they fight with phones and they despise the sun the sun of summer it s gone the sun of summer it s gone the sun of summer it s gone the sun of summer it s gone it s gone it s gone it s gone it s gone it s gone
['alternative rock', 'anti-folk', 'chamber pop', 'indie rock', 'lo-fi']