[Intro] [City noise, footsteps, distant siren] Red light. Too many people. ... Headphones on. [Verse 1] Shoulder to shoulder down the street A thousand shoes around my feet Buses breathing at the curb Someone shouting every word A siren cuts across the lane Taxi leaning on the horn I put the headphones on my ears And suddenly I'm ten years old [Pre-Chorus] One more step The pavement fades The traffic falls behind There's a bicycle Against a tree And all the day is mine [Chorus] Traffic lights and sirens Everybody running red I put the headphones on There's summer in my head Bicycle through the pine trees Bare feet off the wooden edge The city keeps on shouting There's summer in my head [Verse 2] The crossing flashes, people move I follow with the afternoon But somewhere underneath the sound A fishing float goes slowly down My hands remember line and hook The little tin where worms were kept We'd sit there talking absolute shit And wait And wait And wait [Pre-Chorus] A car horn Becomes a bell A bicycle flies past For half a block I'm on that road Going nowhere fast [Chorus] Traffic lights and sirens Everybody running red I put the headphones on There's summer in my head Bicycle through the pine trees Bare feet off the wooden edge The city keeps on shouting There's summer in my head [Instrumental] [Verse 3] We left small arrows in the dirt Two sticks crossed beside the path A piece of chalk against a stone A secret only we would know Someone was hiding past the trees Someone was counting up to ten We ran until our lungs gave out Then got up And ran again [Bridge] No photographs No perfect days No golden light arranged Mosquito bites A scraped-up knee A sudden summer rain Wet shoes drying by the door Mud halfway up my legs Someone calling from the house: Come in! ... Five more minutes! [Choir enters softly] [Final Chorus] Traffic lights and sirens Everybody running red I keep the headphones on There's summer in my head Bicycle through the pine trees Cold lake underneath my legs The city keeps on shouting There's summer in my head And I don't need to go back I don't need to be ten Sometimes I only need To hear that summer Again [Outro] [City noise slowly returns] Green light. People move. ... So do I.
