[00:00.00]
[00:33.51]summer is lost now
[00:35.95]the frost is closing in
[00:38.95]to the cold gospel dollar
[00:42.51]the poor man walks in sin
[00:46.47]I can't get no entrance
[00:49.24]the doors all in rows
[00:53.05]I pray into the distance
[00:55.67]let me outta these heavy clothes
[00:58.19]
[00:58.63]I beg
[01:00.38]Indian summer I need some return
[01:05.67]so hard to get warm where
[01:09.04]and so easy to get burned
[01:13.93]down on the pavement the laws are learned
[01:19.03]it's so hard to get warm where
[01:22.38]it's so easy to get burned
[01:25.36]
[01:39.89]when a sister called up
[01:42.82]and said that love had broken down
[01:45.78]I said there's too much ice around here
[01:49.47]to find no solid ground
[01:52.99]well I just squeezed a season
[01:56.24]from this paper bag
[01:59.63]I pray to the burning tires
[02:02.92]wrap my feet in rags
[02:05.77]
[02:06.16]singging
[02:07.46]Indian summer I need some return
[02:12.81]it's so hard to get warm now
[02:16.23]and so easy to get burned
[02:21.03]down on the pavement the laws are learned
[02:26.12]it's so hard to get warm where
[02:29.45]it's so easy to get burned
[02:32.83]
[03:06.58]now the skies are empty
[03:09.41]the street is sweating tears
[03:12.77]communion at the station
[03:15.86]for a million grinding gears
[03:19.13]well I'm riding out this century
[03:22.43]the harvest engines sing
[03:25.85]from the church of mercenaries
[03:29.07]to a naked virgin spring
[03:31.89]
[03:32.23]I'm singing
[03:33.88]Indian summer I need some return
[03:39.07]it's so hard to get warm where
[03:42.56]and so easy to get burned
[03:47.35]down on the pavement the laws are learned
[03:52.63]it's so hard to get warm where
[03:55.97]it's so easy to get burned
[03:58.71]
[03:59.17]so hard to get warm where
[04:02.73]it's so easy to get burned
[04:06.11]

summer is lost now
the frost is closing in
to the cold gospel dollar
the poor man walks in sin
I can't get no entrance
the doors all in rows
I pray into the distance
let me outta these heavy clothes
I beg
Indian summer I need some return
so hard to get warm where
and so easy to get burned
down on the pavement the laws are learned
it's so hard to get warm where
it's so easy to get burned
when a sister called up
and said that love had broken down
I said there's too much ice around here
to find no solid ground
well I just squeezed a season
from this paper bag
I pray to the burning tires
wrap my feet in rags
singging
Indian summer I need some return
it's so hard to get warm now
and so easy to get burned
down on the pavement the laws are learned
it's so hard to get warm where
it's so easy to get burned
now the skies are empty
the street is sweating tears
communion at the station
for a million grinding gears
well I'm riding out this century
the harvest engines sing
from the church of mercenaries
to a naked virgin spring
I'm singing
Indian summer I need some return
it's so hard to get warm where
and so easy to get burned
down on the pavement the laws are learned
it's so hard to get warm where
it's so easy to get burned
so hard to get warm where
it's so easy to get burned