Triple Bypass in B‐Flat

Got a head full of heaven
Heard your voice on the radio
Coming through loud and clear
Got a hole in my weekend
Where the good and the bad times go
Drop out and disappear
Got a new fear of falling
Hotter than the common cold
Going around this year
I'm out of focus

On the summer solstice
Too bored to wonder why
Too dehydrated to cry
A language dies
Every time I try to say hi
To a lifetime passing by
Always on my mind
Where do june bugs go
When the summer ends
They go underground

We're on our own again
Where do june bugs go
When the summer ends
They go underground
We're on our own again
If you're stuck at a dead end
Make some noise and find yourself
Like echolocation