We spent July in a Berkeley
basement
Half read books and bold
declarations
There was so much I didn't
believe in
And then there was you
You made me brave
You made me stupid
Gave me this skin that I could
move in
We're gonna leave them where
they stand
Leave them where they
Love no one cares about the
stories they're not in
We'll fade out to whispers
It's the last days of summer in
San Fransisco
The kitchens cold and the tea
kettle whisles
The J Church rolls and rattles
our windows
There's no nestalgia here it's
just now
Baby now
I was a fire that you started
For once I knew everything that
I wanted
We're gonna leave them where
they stand
Leave them where they
Love no one cares about the
stories they're not in
We'll fade out to whispers
It's the last days of summer in
San Fransisco
It's the last days of summer in
San Fransisco
Love no one cares about the
stories they're not in
We'll fade out to whispers
It's the last days of summer in
San Fransisco
Last days of summer in San
Fransisco