Summer Love

by Michael J. Salter

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released July 13, 2017

Written & Produced by Michael J. Salter. All Vocals & Instruments by Michael J. Salter. Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Michael J. Salter at Parkview Sound, Long Beach, CA. Photography, Design & Art Direction by Michael J. Salter.

©2017 Unmarked Recordings. Published by Future Proof Music (ASCAP).

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Track Name: Summer Love
I tried my hand at love one summer
I fell into a bottle
Until I saw stars when I hung my head out the window
A storm that made its way
To our shores and stayed for days
I can’t tame the feeling that we’ve lived an illusion

Help me
Help we
Held me

Glass and pavement, lost and found
I fell into a bottle
Until I saw colors in my head I’d never seen before
Like children in our wake
Or like the pills we take
I just fainted on some to arrest myself in your arms

Help me
Help we
Help me stranger, I’m so far away

I tried my hand at love one summer day
Track Name: Your Ghost
I don’t want to be your stairs or your stepping stone
But I don’t want to be a man who’s left alone
Too much time has passed, I’m not going home
To a place I’ve never seen and never known

We don’t say much, we don’t make a scene
We’ve turned into different frequencies
But if you ran your heart string cables to mine
I would ask you once, “Do you feel alright?”

I don’t want to be the water you drown yourself in
And I don’t want to be the smell left on your skin
Even with my compass I’m still wanderin’
Not lookin’ for a life of settlin’ in

We don’t say much, we don’t make a scene
We’re tuned into different frequencies
But if you ran your heart string cables to mine
I would ask you again, “Do you feel alright?”

I’m waiting on a promise
That time has seldom shown
Because I’ve never seen your ghost
No I’ve never seen your ghost

I’m praying to my angels
I am praying to my host
But I’ve never seen your ghost
No I’ve never seen your ghost