Testo di Out Of Air

Set out all your five cent drinks and cool the carafe for the apple or the lemonade Stay up on the right hand curb in case a cop become a siren Run a light and off you girl I know that summer's slowing down but lift your chin up off the ground I'm sorry I had to sleep so late My God has five o'clock already come and gone? It must have been a storm my dear that tore through August Left the street a mess and wet with rain Step out from off my shoulders girl it's you that I get optimistic over anyway Rain on reddened streets the killing fields and hanging trees I'm almost out of air Flood Rome let it fall the sea's too deep for wrecking balls I'm almost out of air Can I start again? God knows I got no guarantee I'll wake up for the light in August or the memory It's just a matter of indifference don't let the thought of it control you now Don't you now