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Summer Turns To High (Her Space Holiday Marc Bianchi Remix)Mercury is rising stillTurn 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 keep in sandles Circle search and there are candles Summer's here but night is raising hopes and dragonflies If those hopes are overshadowed by cotton-candy, caramel-wafer Summer turns to high Summer turns to high Summer turns to high Summer high After wine and nectarines the fireflies in turn Move like syrup through the evening with the sweet reign I won't fight for can't happen I'm preoccupied Summer turns to high Summer turns to high Summer turns to high Summer high |