Draw a line in the sand and we'll smooth it down

Will your side win, get to the middle Count 'em off one at a time

And we'll try to guess right

Waking in the white sun, lights out Wading through the days in, nights out

It's a slow cinnamon summer And your spell is pulling me under

Rowing in an wooded hollow Showing me the moves to follow

It's a slow cinnamon summer And your spell is pulling me under

It's a hand on the ground that's around for an hour of hope

It disappears as the sea takes it in and swallows it whole

And just as it leaves, just as it's sinking The motor has saved our souls

From too cold to keep low

Waking in the white sun, lights out Wading through the days in, nights out

It's a slow cinnamon summer And your spell is pulling me under

Rowing in an wooded hollow Showing me the moves to follow

It's a slow cinnamon summer And your spell is pulling me under

Waking in the white sun, lights out Wading through the days in, nights out

It's a slow cinnamon summer And your spell is pulling me under

Waking in the white sun, lights out Wading through the days in, nights out

It's a slow cinnamon summer And your spell is pulling me under

Rowing in an wooded hollow Showing me the moves to follow

It's a slow cinnamon summer And your spell is pulling me under