Umbrella Forts
The moon up high
Short shorts
Lots of laughs
Umbrella forts
Warm nights
Clouds of fog
Smell of salt
Barking dogs
Simple pleasures
What I’ll miss
As I plunge in
To this deep abyss
Several more years
So much pressure I’m under
Drink some beer
Feel the thunder
Stay up late
Hit the bar
Hear the roar
Of this crashing car.
Short shorts
Lots of laughs
Umbrella forts
Warm nights
Clouds of fog
Smell of salt
Barking dogs
Simple pleasures
What I’ll miss
As I plunge in
To this deep abyss
Several more years
So much pressure I’m under
Drink some beer
Feel the thunder
Stay up late
Hit the bar
Hear the roar
Of this crashing car.