Summer Salt
I don't know if i'm able to be on my own
Not for long
Work hard my father says believe me I should know
You have to fall
Along the sun that keeps you warm
Oh don't you see, well that's my home
Don't try to keep me from my daily bread of songs
My kingdom come
You know I've worked all day
My heart it pounds to say
Oh well I've had my play
In making Summer Salt
Been achin for a holiday
Morning so bright you see
Awake me from my dreams, my broken seams
Bottom of bottomless, upon I mop the floor
Mow the yard
Around what I could do without
These wasted days believe me this one's mine
So long I'm gonna find the world
That leads me far beyond this hole I found
Writer/s: Summer Salt
