This song is about childhood summers; devouring the simple pleasures and discovering life's bitter elements along the way.

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This song is about childhood summers; devouring the simple pleasures and discovering life's bitter elements along the way.

Guitar, Vocals - Angela Lang

Summer's here they say.
"Run outside, consume the day."
Down my spine, a lusty chill;
the sidewalk scorches my bare heels.

Skip, don't walk on warm concrete.
Eyes cast down at tiny feet.
Skip don't walk.
Skip don't walk.

Down two doors lives my best friend.
We hold the fate of plastic men.
I stay until I recognize
that tainted look in her daddy's eyes.

Skip, don't walk on warm concrete.
Eyes cast down at tiny feet.
Skip, don't walk..
Skip, don't walk...

Bridge:
Sometimes you close your eyes
and slowly fade away.
Recede into a whisper
for an instant unafraid.

Oh to skip, don't walk on warm concrete
eyes cast down at tiny feet.
Skip, don't walk
Skip, don't walk..

Icee pops leave sticky hands
tracing secrets in the sand.
The sun will fall before we know.
Playtime ends when the streetlights glow.

Skip, don't walk on warm concrete
Eyes cast down at dirty feet.
Skip, don't walk
Skip, don't walk