Made myself a list of all your names The ones that left the ones that couldn’t stay I lit a match and brought them to a flame Watch them burn from crimson down to gray
(all my friends have been) (married, buried, or carried away) (all my friends have forgotten) (the promises we made)
So farewell summer Those summer rays Farewell to all those brighter days There’s nothing left but sleep
Nothing left but sleep Dug myself a pretty little grave One I visit every single day Don’t know why, I know we’re still alive But it felt right to bury something that had died
(all my friends have been) (married, buried, or carried away) (all my friends have forgotten) (the promises we made)
So farewell summer Those summer rays Farewell to all those brighter days There’s nothing left but sleep