August

Katydid fiddling on a summer's eve
 Brown bats circle 'round the old house eaves
 I can taste the ocean on a cool salt breeze
 Blowing through a torn screen door
 Can't believe I let the summer slip away again
 Like watermelon juice dripping down my chin
 There might be light enough for one last swim
 If we hurry on down to the shore
 A fool would ask for more
 Bullfrog thrumming like a banjo string
 Thought I heard a whippoorwill starting to sing
 As the moon spilled silver over everything
 But ain't that what the moon is for
 Back porch drunk on a jug a red wine
 Picking on a tune with some friends of mine
 The music floating up into the bottlebrush pines
 Ain't nobody keeping score
 A fool would ask for more
 I ain't restless tonight
 I got you and the moon so bright
 Hey, I'm alright
 I'm alright
 The laughter's still lingering in the evening air
 We'll clean the bottles up tomorrow they'll still be there
 Turn off the lights, let's go upstairs
 Careful of the creaking floor
 Such a beautiful boy, he's a picture of peace
 Let's stand here a minute just watching him sleep
 God bless this little vigil we keep
 A fool would ask for more