The Summer Of Boats Lyrics - 12 Angry Months - Local H

And you're allowed to change, you have permission to try 

You're movin' off to Salt Lake and no one will ask why 

Movin' off in June, not a day too soon 

It all seems so perfectly strange 

Break it all in two and you'll be orphaned too 

It's all just so perfectly strange 

And I'm allowed to break when my shit's wrapped too tight 

And though it all seems strange, this compulsion to die 

Shovin' off from shore, can't take any more 

It all seems so perfectly lame 

Liftin' up on four, breakin' down the doors 

It's all just so perfectly lame 

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Life was perfectly sad, it's perfectly sadder now 

And I'm allowed to break, a simple catch in the throat 

Was it all that great back in the summer of boats? 

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You're allowed to change you don't need permission to try 

You're movin' off to Salt Lake and no one will ask why 

Break it all in two, do what you have to do 

It all seems so perfectly plain 

I'll make a shrine for you and you can burn that, too 

It's all just so perfectly, perfectly 

Life was perfectly sad, it's perfectly sadder now