Burnout

Always worrying, making sure it's clean
Longing for the taste of gasolne
Running through a field where no sunlight ever grows
Digging for the answer that nobody knows

Scorched soil marks the path he's dug out with his shoes
There's something in his eye that knows he's gonna lose
Always being asked why it is he doesn't smile
Maybe the only reason is that it's just been a while

Summer draws close with death right on its heels
He will die just for no one
Kaleidoscope eyes don't turn color with the skies
Remind me of the smell of the ocean

Stench of the flower tainted on his breath
No memory of before, no concept of what's next
Time runs down the river's turning green
Erases all he's done and all he's never seen

Basking in the sun of the hottest summer day
In the middle of the winter
We're racing for the end, white knuckles to the wheel
She gets high on all we give her

Summer draws close with death right on its heels
He will die just for no one
Kaleidoscope eyes can't turn color with the skies
Remind me of the smell of the ocean