Summer Stage The Walkmen

Walk me to the train as the asphalt turns to sun
As the treetops dance I can hear them sighing
I can see your friends in a backyard, drinking loud
I can hear them talk in the summer, long ago

Picture us laying out in the sun
Soon it's gone in the grass
Feel your face with ...

Thinking to myself, why don't we go dancing
I'll bet there's a place we can find still open

Picture us in a pool in the dark
Up for air, swimming sun
Hear us splash, head up back down

Drops of rain are dots across my windshield through the steam
When the clouds cleared up
We got stuck but we didn't care

Picture us all aboard, sailing soft
It was blue as the sky
And they do just like you