Listen on
If you could lucid dream
what would you be,
would you try to fly
or maybe die,
well, I can't lie, that sounds nice,
but if it were me
it would be no fantasy
I'd bring me back
to uncle Joey's shack,
clothesline by the house
hanging Janey's blouse,
I wait on her porch
like an unlighted torch,
then, she comes outside,
we go for a ride,
We danced in the summer rain,
we kissed in the summer rain,
we cried in the summer rain,
I remember the summer rain
Then, I wake,
oh, for God's sake,
my phone keeps telling me
I’m just history,
tablet in my lap,
I'm sick of all these apps,
I wanna lucid dream
about the ‘90s
We danced in the summer rain,
before broadband
we kissed in the summer rain,
before surveillance
we laughed in the summer rain,
parents calling us in
from the summer rain
What I'd give to run away
with you
like we used to do,
and I wanna run away
with you
down the avenue,
now, running is all that I do,
and all I’ve got is that avenue
We danced in the summer rain,
we kissed in the summer rain,
we cried in the summer rain,
I miss the summer rain