August Haze

[Chorus] We were the kings of that August haze Lost in the sun's golden maze On rusty swings, we'd soar so high Beneath that endless summer sky Ice pops melting in our hand Footprints fading in the sand Those days are gone, a distant stream Flowing silent as a dream [Verse] Basement dust, a summer's close Found a tape, a ghost that knows Faded ticket, park's embrace Time rewound to that old place My fingers pressed the play so slow Heard the clicks, the tape's soft glow Cicadas sang their ancient tune Beneath that hazy afternoon [Pre-Chorus] A voice I knew, a silly sound Radio show, we spun around Pretending to be on the air Without a single worldly care