Call Summer from Step Outside by rhob cunningham

When you say you're good to go, be good to go too
Every lake you're emptying
Every rock you're pushing
Every shadow dancing on your cave walls

Call Summer, tell her Winter isn't here
It's deceiving
Disbelieving
Watching seasons disappear

'Til the stars on your shoulders match the cards you show the table
Bear the lesson
An eagle peckin' at your chest
You're forgetting they're just cave walls

Call Winter ask her why her skies so clear
It's deceiving to be disbelieving
Watching seasons disappear

If you want, we can spell it out as B, A, D
Single digit countdown counting 5, 4, 3...
To wonder what the punishment might be.

Cassandra, I believe ya, won't you tell me all you see?
Sieves we're filling,
webs we're weaving
All we've been retrieving from the caves walls.

Call Summer ask her why her sky is still here
It's deceiving to be this disbelieving
Watching seasons disappear

• Alternative
• Ireland
• acoustic folk pop
• Dublin