Summer of Boats

and you’re allowed to change
you have permission to try
you’re moving off to Salt Lake
and no one will ask why
moving off in June
not a day too soon
it all seems to perfectly strange
breaking off in two, you’ll be orphaned too
it all seems to perfectly strange
i’m allowed to break
when my shit’s wrapped too tight
and though it all seems strange
this compulsion to die
shoving off from shore
can’t take anymore
it all seems so perfectly lame
lifting off on four
breaking down the doors
it’s all just so perfectly lame

life was perfectly sad
it’s perfectly sad
life was perfectly sad
it’s perfectly sad…..

and I’m allowed to break
a simple catch in the throat
was it all that great
back in the summer of boats?
you’re allowed to change
you don’t need permission to try
you’re moving off to Salt Lake
and no one will ask why
break it all in two
do what you have to do
it all seems so perfectly plain
i’ll make a shrine for you
and you can burn that too
it’s all just so perfectly, perfectly…..

life was perfectly sad…
it’s perfectly sad
life was perfectly sad…
it’s perfectly sad.