SUMMERSLAM from GODS by Tabor Mountain

I've been in love, I've broke some hearts, I have a few regrets
I've felt the pains of growing up
But when it comes to simple things that fill me up with hope
You know there's always just enough

Stop sulking, cuz I'm working hard on your behalf
No pity, committee- please don't make me laugh

When summer comes the little kids all spill outside to worship
At the temple of the sun
The waves respond by reaching out to pluck them up and pull them out-
Not to be outdone

Quit bitchin, cuz I'm wishin- we'll turn this ship around
Our struggle, we juggle balls bound for the ground

The time will come on some odd night
You find yourself warmed only by the fires of your heart
So stoke them up or put them out, It's up to you I guess
Cuz it's a solitary art

Stop sulking, cuz I'm working hard on your behalf
It's over, no closure- put it on my tab

• California
• Pop
• dark ambient
• lo-fi
• pop
• trippy
• California