Summertime

Summertime is getting near...
I see the flowers blooming in your hair.
The skies are all shifting.
Fire's forecast over here.

Summertime is getting near...
The garden's returning, but the message is rather clear.
Am I just not wanted?
Is this heat too much to bear?

I used to look forward to the days
of those sunstroke beaches and those golden plains.
The promise of a bright blue day
gave me a reason to look forward again.

The seasons keep changing.
This cycle keeps repeating.
How much time have we wasted
When we're not speaking?

Time's flying passed so fast.
Like the sunbeams, I feel I have no past.
This Division is Blinding!
How much longer will this summer last?

I used to look forward to the days
of those sunstroke beaches and those golden plains.
The promise of a bright new day
washed all my quarrels away.

And I Know!
My Sanctuary, it had to go.
Yeah I know!
My Sanctuary, it had to go.

Deep in the wilderness
where the sun begins to shine
and those flower fairies dance
in that mystic morning light...

Somewhere in the forest
when the cicada feast begins
is the vixen outside her den
and she's trying to feed her kin
and she's hungry
she's hungry tonight.
Oh, she's hungry.
...hungry tonight.

In the urban jungle
when the bulls begin to rut
and those plumes sing and dance
and the omegas learn to strut.

Anxiously pacing the halls,
spraying my scent on the walls. Well,
Put the children to bed
cause my claws, they crave your skin.
And I'm hungry.
I'm hungry tonight.
I'm Hungry!!!
...for you tonight.

I used to look forward to the days
of the sunstroke beaches and those golden plains.
The promise of a bright new day
gave me a reason to look forward again.