The Disappearance of the Long-Sleeved Sweater – lyrics

It’s 45 degrees out and the news says not to breathe
The earth has got a fever all because of how we treated her
When we were growing up. We should have known much better
Now it’s the disappearance of the long-sleeved sweater.

Soon we’ll all be feeling too sick to cause trouble
Even the grass will take cover as it rains all through the summer
Firefighter, fortuneteller,
Everyone make a run for the cellar

We’ll hide out underground so we can’t hear the sound
Of a city that is burning and the countdown to the turning
Of the leaves that are yearning to fall down

Anybody wearing a coat that thick on a day this sticky
Must be carrying his whole world all upon his shoulders
Predicting that the weather’s bound to change and get much colder
Everyone forgetting when this heat wave blows over

We’ll hide out underground so we can’t hear the sound
Of a city that is burning and the countdown to the turning
Of the seasons and the hurting as he falls down

Searing sidewalk slips and cracks
Tarred and trampled, turned to black
Surface siege, under attack
There’s no chance of turning back

We’ll hide out underground so we can’t hear the sound
Of a city that is burning and the countdown to the turning
Of the last page when we’ll all fall, we’ll all fall down