Summatime Lyrics

There are meaningful connections to other people

From the pews of my heart's church up to the steeple

Come throw me through the stained glass, I'll try again

Ask 'em for a respite, they'll find a bed

See 'em wailing on the big bronze bell

It only takes you two quick thumbs to say

"You might as well be centuries away"

It's all right, I don't mind

You didn't do the math and that's okay

You didn't want a walk that goes this way

It's all fine, I didn't mind

Cause I like songs that make the credits roll

Flippin through the files of migrant souls

Now I'm workin on my head again

Workin on my head again

Workin on my head again, I'm workin

Workin on a twelve sided die to see if maybe you'll

Grab a drink with me; I've been seeing things

That don't have shape, in a pastel haze

Around I wait for your melting face

Once somebody cut me off bad on the highway

And I got every kind of strange mad at the stoplight

So he opens up his window, novels on his face, and

He opens up his mouth, says "people make mistakes"

And that's how I met a prophet

I'd like to find the words with which to say

A way to make you feel less far away

Well don't you mind if I try

To pack inside a room on New Year's Eve

Hear the record skip when someone sneezed

It takes time to get right

Peace be with my family, grace for all my friends

When my limbs get numb I'll never forget

Now I'm workin on my head again

Workin on my head again

Workin on my head again, I'm workin

Workin on a twelve sided die to see if maybe you'll

Grab a drink with me; I've been seeing things

That don't have shape, in a pastel haze

Around I wait for your melting face

In summatime

In summatime