Step out step out of the sun if you keep getting burned But it’s hard when the sun is just so warm and beautiful It tricks you Makes it seem so inviting So you wear black all summer like the sun doesn’t scorch But it does It does and eventually you’re squirming, writhing in its heat And you’re tugging at your collar, beads of sweat breaking and all you want to do is cry You wished you had worn something different Cause the heat seeped into your bones till you could almost taste it Till your skin turns red and you’re just so tired All you want to do is sleep but there’s just no where to go so You curl up on the sand and try not to move Try not to be angry at the seagulls and the starfish, the tides that keep receding Why do the tides keep receding And you get mad at yourself for thinking about it too much cause If you’re being honest there’s really no deeper meaning It’s just the sun