The sky darkens now that summer is here

This is the season of disappointment

Hopes dashed with each raindrop that splashes clear

Onto the piss and vomit-stained pavement

We cannot say this summer rain's recent

It seems to be the mainstream, quite the norm

Old dreams of lazy hazy days are spent

The plain reality's this thunderstorm

Imprisoning me here; I can't go home

Just yet or my face will be wet with tears

From the heavens above, from where love's sent

Running in dirty streams down drains to form

Subterranean rivers; disappear

To sea with all our dreams, our innocence...