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Mercury is rising still, turn the fan on high I won't step on my own shadow, no one wants to cry Someone put a pox on me, I spit in their eyes Summer turns to high Lift my bed sheet, cape and sandals, circle Citronella candles Summer's here but night is raising hopes and dragonflies If those hopes are overshadowed Cotton candy, caramel wafer Summer turns to high Summer turns to high Summer turns to high, summer high After wine and nectarines, the fireflies and time Move like syrup through the evening with the sweet resign I won't fight, for what can't happen I'm preoccupied Summer turns to high Summer turns to high Summer turns to high, summer high