Wait till the heat sets in And the days grow long and thin They set the traffic lights to swaying In the wind Run till your legs are sore Turn all the lights on, lock the doors They'll wait the whole night long to shake you To your core See how it burns and how it bends The way it descends Through the trees Outside your room How the dog days trouble you And the cool sigh Of the low tide How it only leaves you blue Out in the pines and firs There were spies and saboteurs You spent a night this side of breaking Taking turns You've got time to kill You've got moves and summer skills And even so, they sought to bend you To their will Still can't relax and place your words Just pray that this curse Too will pass Dead afternoons How the dog days trouble you And the cruel bite Of the sunlight How it bends and how it burns And the nightmares reassure In a clean bed In a cold sweat You're forgetting all you learned here With your worst fears all confirmed here