hey you, big star...tell me when it's over. guide me to shelter. cause' im through when the two hits the six and it's summer. come...shove...the cloud...aside...there's no crowds in the streets and no sun in my own summer. the shade is a tool, a device. see i try and look up to the sky but my eyes burn. cloud..come...shove..the sun..aside...there's no sun in my own summer.