Cruel Summer

Hot summer streets and the pavements are burning I sit around, trying to smile but the air is so heavy and dry. Strange voices are saying, what did they say? Things I can’t understand, It’s too close for comfort this heat has got right out of hand. It’s a cruel, cruel summer.

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