

(oooh) Salt on our skin from the afternoon tide
Two rusted bikes lying on their side
You drew a map
in the cooling sand
Turned my whole world with the touch of your hand (touch of
your hand)
The tide rolled out to make us room
Yellow sun falling into golden gloom We gathered drift pine near the
stone
Never felt that less alone
Watch the sparks rise into July skies
Every burning secret caught in your eyes
Summer broke us open,
changed our name
Everything we were went up in the flame (up in the flame)
Your oversized flannel
smelling of pine smoke
Laughing at words that we barely spoke
We knew September was waiting ahead
So we lived out the quiet in every thread (every single thread)
We can't keep the embers from turning to gray
Time is a river that carries the clay
But out by the breakwater,
under the pine
You took off my fears and gave me your time
Watch the sparks rise into July skies
Every burning secret caught in your eyes
Summer broke us open,
changed our name
Everything we were went up in the flame
(up in
the flame)
Still see the red glowing by the sea
Who you were then,
who you made of me (oooh)