Sittin’ inside I’m tapping in time

I’m biding my time

Waiting for a summer storm

Eerie Jane’s been up all night

Here drinking all my Jack

Playing with her ouija board

The Portuguese upstairs again

Are playing the saddest song

Wish I knew the words to that

 

Listen close and you can hear

The endless chitterchat

Of people who forget to quit their lives

In Summerland

 

Men in town they go and drink

Themselves up to the brim

Sitting in their little bars

They’re too scared to go back home

And have to face the wife

So they’ll have another one

Eerie Jane says it’s ok,

However in the end

When all things are said and done

 

Listen close and you can hear

The endless chitterchat

Of people who forget to quit their lives

In Summerland

 

Your hair will be like seaweed

Floating on a sea of time

Your eyes like little pearls

Rolling down into the tide

I’ll leave my body in the wardrobe

I’ll forget to claim it back

But I’ll no longer need it

Once you take me by the hand

 

To Summerland