Made myself a list of all your names
The ones that left the ones that couldn’t stay
I lit a match and brought them to a flame
Watch them burn from crimson down to gray
(all my friends have been)
(married, buried, or carried away)
(all my friends have forgotten)
(the promises we made)
So farewell summer
Those summer rays
Farewell to all those brighter days
There’s nothing left but sleep
Nothing left but sleep
Dug myself a pretty little grave
One I visit every single day
Don’t know why, I know we’re still alive
But it felt right to bury something that had died
(all my friends have been)
(married, buried, or carried away)
(all my friends have forgotten)
(the promises we made)
So farewell summer
Those summer rays
Farewell to all those brighter days
There’s nothing left but sleep
Nothing left but sleep