Sitting in straight-back chairs but our backs were bent
The gnats got stuck in the AC vent
In the Chinese restaurant we could smell the scent
Of hangovers and mouthwash

Of Stories from the night before
of bleeding hearts that we ignored
of sweet and sour, orange red
of scraped up hands, and empty heads

and Calamine

The door chime rings through the sweating air
When the breeze swept in I could smell your hair
And I picked a scab and I wondered where
All the dust comes from on the table

The dog days are upon us now
As we drift on through the cosmic cloud
I can't remember ever how
The sun was not so heavy


Lyrics submitted by crashkickave

Calamine song meanings
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