A few images comes to mind automatically under the influence of the sweltering heat. A bottle of coke sweating under the sun. The ebullience of the morning star creating dazzling constellations on the surface of swimming pools. Two spellbound lovers, identical feet glistening with summer perspiration, their clothes melting into drenched skin, bodies casting wet shadows on the bed. Their lips become numb from iced lemonade and kisses, with impulsive excitement rolling off their capricious tongues. It is the time to be, to succumb and to declare. “I only wanna be with you, I only wanna be with you”, you say without much thought.
Summertime, when you’re inclined to leave the headaches, and the regrets, for later on.
Listen to Girls.