There's a hole in my soul
I left it there for you
You filled it with wine
And we watched it pour blood

Now I'm stuck inside these fleeting memories
Photos you took on our anniversary
Of the day we never met
But I smashed the camera
When we gave our hearts to the sea

It's been a memorable summer
But in truth I'd rather forget

All these days 
they seem to run together
All these days 
we seem to run apart
All these days 
they seem to become one
All these days 
we seem to split in two

There's a tearing in my chest
I left it there for you
Remind me what's best again
And I'll lose myself in it

Now I'm stuck inside these unwakeable dreams
I knew what the secrets were
That you hid away in your head
But I lost the key 
When we gave our hearts to the sea

It's been a memorable summer
But in truth I'd rather forget

All these days 
they seem to run together
All these days 
we seem to run apart
All these days 
they seem to become one
All these days 
we seem to split in two

All these days 
they seem to run together
All these days 
we seem to run apart
All these days 
they seem to become one
All these days 
we seem to split in two

It's been a memorable summer
But in truth I'd rather forget

If I don't live, breathe,
Think, feel. I fear I shall be
Not the rose I wished.

The life I had planned
Shall have slipped away like the
Careless winds of June

Into the Darkness
The unreachable sleepy
Unwakeable night.

Shall I forget this?
When my life has come and gone
Will I be the same?

'The world needs more hand-written love letters
and people holding hands,
and  each other...'

'The world needs unwakeable dreamers
peering over their lip-mounted café au laits,
inhaling the nostalgia of quivering edge-curled
pre-autumn leaves....'