Lost Dogfights
If summer could kill this one would
A bad idea found its way back in
Buried what I thought were our anthems
Stop pretending we're fine
If summer could kill this one would
Cut teeth deliver valentines
Postcards sketched with lost dogfights
Your hands stopping time
We made a lot of noise that year
We made a lot of noise
But I was just killing time
Because I know
Because I know it well
My eyes grow narrow
Because I know it well
Give me a reason
Or give it a rest
You made your bed
Now sleep in it
Writer/s: David Hurlow, Jason Couse, Michael Leriche, Wes Marskell
