Die in The Summertime r.j.e
Scratch my leg with a rusty nail
Sadly, it heals
Color my hair but the dye grows out
I can't seem to stay a fixed ideal

Childhood pictures redeem
Clean and so serene
See myself without ruining lines
Whole days throwing sticks into streams

I have crawled so far sideways
I recognize dim traces of creation
I want to die
Die in the summertime
I want to die

The hole in my life even stains the soil
My heart shrinks to barely a pulse
A tiny animal coiled into a quarter circle
If you really care, wash the feet of a beggar
Childhood pictures redeem
Clean and so serene
See myself without ruining lines
Whole days throwing sticks into streams

I have crawled so far sideways
I recognize dim traces of creation
I want to die
Die in the summertime
I want to die