Lyrics

Every summer there?s a wind that blows through you,
It chills its way down through you skin to your bones.
It brings the memories of the ones you left standing,
It brings the memories of the ones that you loved.

Why are you always, carrying these weights?

Everybody?s got a secret worth keeping,
Like, all the bottles hidden under your bed.
And there?s a warmness found when sleeping in these shadows,
But there?s a comfort when you break away.

Why are you always, carrying these weights,
Into your grave, are you ok?

We burned slow,
But even flowers were meant to fade.
We?re dressing up,
And handing down to someone else?what has been.

There are highways that?ll lead you to nowhere,
And there are highways that?ll lead you back home.
There are riders who will carry you their way,
But bless the riders that go riding alone.

If it?s ok to walk out on your friends,
Then it?s ok to walk out on your lovers,
And it?s ok to look back on the one?s you never thought you had lost here.

We burned slow,
But even flowers were meant to fade.
We?re dressing up,
And handing down to someone else.

There?s certain hours in the summer,
That make you feel like it?s only you and you alone.
And if we ever get done talking,
You?ll find that everything you wanted has been gone.

We burned slow,
But even flowers were meant to fade.
We?re dressing up,
And handing down to someone else?what has been.