High time Summer in the city Kids are looking pretty But isn’t it a pity That the sunshine Is followed by thunder Thoughts of going under And is it any wonder what you see
Calling out to me I seem to spend my whole life, running From people who will be The death of you and me ‘Cause I can feel the storm clouds sucking up my soul
High time Life is getting faster No one has the answer Trying to face the day I’m in a new way The bottom of the bottle ‘Cause every man’s apostle That’s one way to gather you and me
Forever we’d be free Free to spend our whole lives, running From people who will be The death of you and me ‘Cause I can feel the storm clouds sucking up my soul
Let’s run away to sea Forever we’d be free Free to spend our whole lives, running From people who will be The death of you and me ‘Cause I can feel the storm clouds coming Watching the TV Or is it watching me? I see another new day, drowning It’s rising over me And my mortality And I can feel the storm clouds sucking up my soul.
