Summer is lost now

The frost is closing in

To the cold gospel goller

The poor man walks in sin
I cant get no entrance, the doors all in rows

I pray into the distance, let me out of these heavy clothes



I beg, Indian summer, I need some return

So hard to get warm out

when its so easy to get a burn

Down in the pavment, the laws are learn

Its so hard to get warm where, its so easy to get a burn



When a sister called up, said how long you broken down?

I said there is too much Ice around here, to find now solid ground

While I just squeeze a season, from this paper bag

I pray to the burning tires, that ???????????? rags



oh, Indian summer, I need some return

So hard to get warm out

when its so easy to get a burn

Down in the pavment, the laws are learn

Its so hard to get warm where, its so easy to get a burn



Now the skies are empty

The street is sweating tears

Communing at the station

For a million grinding years

While I'm riding out this century

With the harvest engine sing

From the church in mercenaries

To a naked virgin spring



I'm singing,



Indian summer, I need some return

So hard to get warm out

when its so easy to get a burn

Down in the pavment, the laws are learn

Its so hard to get warm where, its so easy to get a burn