Italy drown your shield
And come in from the sea
Feather on its side
Guiding spikes down steep light
Singing-Emily
Like you've got some place
To be
Push the line-to-a-brick
And head for the sea
Now it's summer
It's summer
It's summer again
Glowing red tinctures again
You're gonna wake up
To
Strange
Between night and day
Strange episodes of strange grays
And strange deserts
And strange days
Dirt road to a pink wave
Pushes back thoughts of
Gravel roads and pink graves
Sinking colors with depth
Cemeteries in the snare of bets
An obsession with how things
Wore again
That's clothing sores again
Five years ago
Five years again