The best that we could hope for Is the grey in Summer The sunlight in July The best that we could hope for Is the grey in Summer The sunlight in July Will the sun shine through your life? Or will it burn your eyes? Will the sun shine through your life? Or will it burn your eyes? A child, wild eyed Hid from the wild life What you were never told Is weighing on you Without the tools We are drowning The best that we could hope for Is the grey in Summer The sunlight in July Will the sun shine through your life? Or will it burn your eyes? Will the sun shine through your life? Or will it burn your eyes? Were we born with ruin in our brains? Or is it the poison running through our veins?