Falling asleep with the lights on Warm like the asphalt Still wearing cashmere I hear my name called Only my body is here No expectation The voice of my father This is summer vacation I'm a body of stagnant water drifting into the ocean Holding on 'till their hands hurt I watch the neighbors Tethered to lawn chairs Struggle to answer Whether they like living there No expectation American drama This is summer vacation I'm a body of stagnant water drifting into the ocean What a life Can you believe how nice I've never seen the sky so blue You know, I wouldn't lie to you Coming to terms in slow motion Over my shoulder Whispers in my ear Summer is over Only my body is here No consecration No Holy Father Summer vacation I'm a body of stagnant water drifting into the ocean