Last Days of Summer In San Francisco

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 Francisco.

The kitchens cold and the tea kettle whisles.

The J Church rolls and rattles our windows.

There's no nostalgia 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 Francisco

It's the last days of summer in San Francisco

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 Francisco

Last days of summer in San Francisco.