die in the summertime

scratch my leg with a rusty nail

sadly it heals

colour my hair but the dye grows out

i can't seem to stay a fixed ideal

childhood pictures redeem

clean and so serene

see myself without ruining lines

whole days throwing sticks into streams

i have crawled so far sideways

i recognise dim traces of creation

i wanna die

die in the summertime

i wanna die

the hole in my life even stains the soil

my heart shrinks to barely a pulse

a tiny animal curled into a quarter circle

if you really care wash the feet of a beggar

i have crawled so far sideways

i recognise dim traces of creation

i wanna die

die in the summertime

i wanna die

i have crawled so far sideways

i recognise dim traces of creation

i wanna die

die in the summertime

i wanna die