Summer never came on soon enough Dad never made dinner by five And I'd be standing out depressed on runways Going hungry in the hallway crying I feel a tension every morning that That was the first time Joseph turned a bad-ass brother Now then like he beat on Jord The tiki make him look at what his heart had You could smoke the rains outside I share a hazy moment every now and then And that was the first time Oooo, these thoughts, they just come back to my head I can't mend them, they're All through the walkings of my mind And I do make songs I make songs of them