lucas towne

when the summer's young and nobody has their prices no one is no one and nobody in a crisisthere's no swimming past the drop off or feeling sorry for yourself you don't go swimming past the drop off or elseyou're a pistol, you're a gun and suddenly i have no prices i'm like a friend of Dylan's (Bob Dylan) our shovels meeting in some crisisbut there's no swimming past the drop off yeah, we don't replace ourselves you don't go swimming past the drop off or elsethe fates are amok and spun, measured and cut and the past is meant to please us you're a comet from earth in a Kiss Alive shirt saying "Holy fuck it's Jesus" the surface is green and the dark interweaves in a lonely iridescence it's terribly deep and the cold is complete and it only lacks a presence and nothing elsewhen the summer is done and nobody sympathizes you're no friend of Dylan's yeah, you won't see another crisisthere's no swimming past the drop off or feeling sorry for ourselves you don't go swimming past the drop off or elsepersonal stakes will get raised and get raised til your story gets compelling if you lacked the sense or were willfully dense is forever in the telling the surface is green and the dark interweaves in a lonely iridescence it's terribly deep and the cold is complete and it only lacks your presence and nothing elsenothing else and no one else.