When It Rains

Shady days in summers fade as the heat grows closer each year

And here we sit, on a dark porch lit like a fire boiling our beers

Should it really be time to say bye to the cold of the coats by the canes

Is it really time to say bye to the folds of the clouds when it rains

Neon signs light up the world, saying they can cool down the days

They're paid for by oil and gas what a strange and mysterious way

Now there's something to say about what we've made

Left, right, up, down, all the fears

But there's nowhere to go when half of us know earths fever will kill us in a year