Solemn June - Cold Showers

At the drop of the needle

The cutting edge wears thin

She spins inside a bottle

As tired and sees the wreck

Such ordinary thrills

Of apathy and excess

They complement you still

In death as in life

Solemn June

I’m sure I’ll see you soon

Solemn June

Solemn June

But what if I want more?

More than a shake of your head?

More than this modern touch?

And more than you open your hands?

I’ve seen her I adore her

With heavier eyes

She twirls in such uncertainty

Her better half grows wild

Unsure of it all

I could shout at the moon

And when her taste comes calling

Not a moment too soon

Solemn June

I’m sure I’ll see you soon

Solemn June

In death as in life

Solemn June

But what if I want more?

More than a shake of your head?

More than this modern touch?

And more than you open your hands?

I see her I adore her

In death as in life

It’s all in my head

It’s all in my head

(Outro)

Solemn June

But what if I want more?

More than a shake of your head?

More than this modern touch?

And more than you open-

Solemn June

I’m sure I’ll see her soon

Solemn June

In death as in life

Solemn June

I’m sure I’ll see her soon

Solemn June

Solemn June

I’m sure I’ll see her soon

Solemn June

In death as in life

Solemn June

Solemn June