Em                      C
Walking around, looking down
               Am
For something better

There's nothing better
Em                          C
Same old weird and familiar sound
               Am
It's just you leaving town, my God
C
August came around

Em      G         C
Summer comes and leaves you with a fever
          D
That you caught

When you were young

Em      G     C
Summer goes, makes you feel like life is real
     D
And hanging on for more

Em                  C
Empty streets, empty me
            Am
Call me vagabond

Wondering in the sun
Em                      C
This is getting sort of old
                Am
Wondering aimlessly

Is it empty streets or empty me?

Hanging, hanging
Holding on for me, hoping, praying
This will all start over
Come back for me
We will walk the streets
Of this old town
Make me a promise
This will all come back around

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