The summer's over and all I see are the last three months of apathy
And even when the timings right, the fear of death is still stuck to me
Stepping out of my comfort zone, it's overdue and it's on my own
A message hidden in a symphony on this ten track autobiography
Breaking out of the Summer spell
Here I am once again, well, well...
And it goes, and it goes, and it goes....
Before I get carried away
Feeling panic in a speeding car I've got forty eight more hours left in my heart
This could be my Sirens song, or will video kill the radio star?
Or this could be my biggest failure, I'm not prepared for the consequence if it flops
The constant ridicule of distant half-thought, half-said words never stops
Moving out of the Summer Sun
Gotta leave Ohio and run, run, run,
And I'll go, and i'll go, and I'll go...
Before I get carried away
I still remember my mother's birthday
It was the first day she started her life
The consequences of the ultimate malady
My own mortality rests on the blade of a knife
Before I get carried away
Let me say, the hospital and blood test won't be in vain
As I lay, gurney flat and panic stuck to my face
Anonymous number on my wristband
Folded hands like my mother taught me to pray
And I see a better man, I'm not him yet but will be someday
Feel alive in a Summer prayer
Sorry mama but I ain't goin' nowhere
Here it goes, Here it goes, Here it goes...
Oh God