To Dry Up (Phonovisions Symphonic Version) - Wax Tailor

It's so out of sight

This time this place

This space in the open

Where we would lay

Outside the sky is black

In the middle of July

Unstable nature

Damn our behaviours

When the clouds will part

The leaves will pop

Their nested drops

Under curtains of pouring light

Take shelter in summer

Nothing's safe anymore