Broken shells and cigarettes
Shadows on the riverbed
Jumping from the pier into the lake
Sneaking out at night to meet
Behind a bar on Peter Street
Finishing the bottles off
Pretending that we like the taste

And I didn't know that times
Intoxicating lies
Were ever running dry

When I was younger
The last days of summer
Meant we were heading home again
Flood on the back seat
Watching the first leaves
Fall on the concrete
I never thought that in the end
I'd leave the sun behind

Back again at seventeen
Driver's license, skinny jeans
Stick and poke tattoo high on my thigh
You are still the same but changed
Trying to be offhand
But later on you hold my hand
And suddenly the world got super quiet

And I didn't know that while
I was kissing you goodnight
I was whispering goodbye

Now that I'm older
The last days of summer
When I remember
The way we were back then
All of those mad dreams
Carelessly now are here
I smashed on the concrete
I never thought that in the end
I'd leave the sun
I'd leave the sun behind