Winter wore me out like I was Prada Threw up on me when the night was through You can keep a dream in your mind Only to find it's the hope that was killing you
But you arrived like sunlight in the gloom And burned off the haze when the year was still new Keeping me going how you show up
Like July, July, and July is still coming It's made real by the things that you do And July, July, and July is still coming Just knowing that, it's getting me through
And you can go to work, until you're a disaster, babe Build your temple, the sound, and stone Put in all of their time only to find By the end that your God has flown
Or all alone, he sank like a stone Took root where he fell and started to grow Blooming beyond us, like the promise of
July, July, and July is still coming It's made real by the things that you do And July, July, and July is still coming Just knowing that's getting me through
July, July, and July is still coming It's made real by the things that you do And July, July, and July is still coming Just knowing that's getting me through
July, July, and July is still coming It's made real by the things you do And July, July, and July is still coming Just knowing that is getting me through
