Celebrated Summer - Mark Kozelek

Love and hate was in the air, like pollen from a flower

Somewhere in April time, they add another hour

I guess I better think up a way to spend my time

Just when I’m ready to sit inside, it’s summertime

Should I go swimming or get a friend to hang around

It’s back to summer, it’s back to basics, hang around

Getting drunk out on the beach, or playing in a band

And getting out of school meant getting out of hand

Was this your celebrated summer?

Was that your celebrated summer?

Then the sun disintegrates between a wall of clouds

I summer where I winter at, and no one is allowed there

Do you remember when the first snowfall fell?

When summer barely had a snowball’s chance in hell?