Bad Summer - Spector

For twenty five seconds

We were back then and

You were twenty six and

I was twenty seven

You said

«There's nothing more depressing

Than other peoples weddings

Or birthdays or christenings»

I’d already stopped listening

I asked you

If I knew you

You said we’d met like a million times

I had no doubt

Then we walked out

It was warm out

We were

Headed to the park

Dressing for the rain

You said it wouldn’t last

Said nothing stays the same