Summer Of Boats lyrics

and you're allowed to change
you have permission to try
you're moving up to Salt Lake
and no one will ask why

moving off in June
not a day too soon
it all seems so perfectly strange
break it all in two
and you'll be off into
it's all just so perfectly strange

and i'm allowed to break
when my shit's wrapped too tight
and though it all seems strange
this compulsion to die

shoving off from shore
can't take anymore
it all seems so perfectly lame
lifting up on four
breaking down the doors
it's all just so perfectly lame

life was perfectly sad
it's perfectly sadder now
life was perfectly sad
it's perfectly sadder now

and i'm allowed to break
a simple catch in the throat
was it all that great
back in the summer of boats?

you're allowed to change
you don't need permission to try
you're moving up to Salt Lake
and no one will ask why

break it all in two
it's what you have to do
it all seems so perfectly plain
i'll make a show for you
you can burn out too
it's all just so perfectly, perfectly...

life was perfectly sad
it's perfectly sadder now
life was perfectly sad
it's perfectly sadder now

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