Fast Exit

He said "my stage is a war torn land

A band of extremes in the Asbury sand"

I said, "stay fierce my summertime fire

The days you were mine would have never expired

If it wasn't for me

And my hypocrisy"

A twisted girl's an ugly sight

Fresh from the lakes where the meadows ignite

I had your steps to happiness

I was blind so blind yeah you were the best

A fast exit

I was wrong

I've frozen you in a weekend song

And flowers on the page will never be

Scream your songs by the ocean blue

Shatter the myths in the New England dew

And stay fierce my summertime fire

The days you were mine should have never expired

We're touring our hearts out.