int和hot hot rays

Heat like a dead weight
Still covering' the street outside
So heavy that the dogs can't hide
In the hot, hot rays
Out on the sidewalk
It's a river where the children go
Come and join in the August show
In the hot, hot rays
In the hot, hot rays
In the hot rays I get old
I could never know what the dead man sees
I could never know what the deaf man hears
Or know what the dead man fears
Even if you were incomplete
Lover let it go
And I'll find my way
If you want to know Indian summer
I will make it back here to you somehow
Under the fog
Underneath the fog
I try and play God
Do my best to keep the heat at bay
Maybe that would make you want to stay
In the hot, hot rays
In the hot, hot rays
In the hot, hot rays