In July

Last week I was a bull
The king built up a maze
So I couldn't escape

Last month I was a fool
I made the same mistakes
Again I stayed up late

Tuesday I was a hammer
I hit my head against the wall
A portrait of my grief

Today I was an answer
I found a friend that I could call
And I discover keys

Bring to me your flowers and your hours in the centre of the storm
Sing to me with new belief and [?] ‘cos
I survive the morning

Can you see me
I made it to the other side
Thank God
Do believe me
I’ve been so good at wasting time
Thank God for July
Thank God for July