Middle of June

All worked up in the middle of June
Unlikely to surrender
To a dark that pulled us under
My life didn't need direction
I was a sad case

Bitter age
Such a paralyzed youth
And the brace is even stronger
Than the pull that pulled us under
Slick road needs an intersection
Oh, why the sad face?
It doesn't match

Ooh-ooh
Unraveled eyes
In these unraveled times

Maybe there is a hole in the hill
That'll trace the sun and stars
And the stars will lead the path
My life didn't need direction
I was a sad case
And it never matched

Ooh-ooh
Unraveled eyes
In these unraveled times



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Carr
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