Six Parts Summer
We threw out the fall
We knew it'd still be there
When we moved
There's no mountains in this neighborhood

But the view from this roof
But the view from this roof
Isn't bad

The same songs never sound old
When they're played on your car radio
The same songs never sound old
When they're played on your car radio

This last chorus won't last the ride
So we'll get out and we'll sing it ourselves
This last chorus won't last the ride
So we'll get out and we'll sing it ourselves
(Lake street was three years too late
This song won't last the whole ride)