Down Lyrics - Welcome To Condale - Summer Camp

In the summer camp, down by the hill 

i'll get some time to think 

laying down on the pier, throwing stones to the lake 

one stone for everything 

that i really miss 

like my dog, and the crows, and the smell of here 

and i'll keep a very special pile of 

heavy and black and polished and weird and terrifying stones 

for the nights when i missed you 

(and even when i could still see you) 

... 

for the sweets things you said that i don't want to 

know if they're true 

for you wearing my shirts and riding your bikes in awarm night 

for when we didn't even say goodbye 

for when i was stuck in the airport with amazing 

lightnings keeping the plane to the ground 

(and i wouldn't even call you) 

for the anger and the pain that we softly built 

for the anger and the pain that we tenderly built 

for the anger and the pain that we hug-ly built