• Predestination taking place in this heat
    There is no school, no work; just us
    No rain, or wind, nor snow or sleet
    I should have some fun, I must!

    Am I the only person here?
    The past was once before
    The bright sun just gives me a smear
    Summer should last forever more.

    Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall
    Seasons in delight.
    Everyone loves summer most of all
    For everything I can do, I might!

    All I see is nothing but tumbleweed
    I'm standing out in the blazing wilderness
    There isn't anything that produces a single seed
    The little outcome that may turn things into a good mess.

    Everyone's away for vacations
    There is no delay
    All I have is this undetermined summer extinction
    Will something make way?

    Stuck in this remote prison
    Isolated from many of the hardships
    Summers earlier, I've been miserable
    There isn't a spring of crystal water to dry my lips

    I haven't seen the last of summer winds
    Feels like a handful of hot sand
    I'd rather be untied out of my chains
    As there is more than extinction coming from the land.

    One blue sky, one hot sun
    No water to relive me
    The bonfire's full of people having lots of fun.
    As my skin will remain dry, let it be.

    Rain may come around a few times yearly
    Sounds like years ago, I have no one.
    I may have made the most out of other summers, just merely
    But something tells me that there WILL be someone.....

    If everyone in the summer disappeared
    Would I be the last one?
    Then if everyone reappeared
    Am I getting my goals done?

    I may not look back for long
    As I am to depart from this dreadful heat
    It's time for me to go to undo the wrong
    And make the most out of this season, in which to meet.