The hot chain

The Hot chain
The hot chain has closed on itself,
Summer is rumbling toward it´s incredible climax.
Storms now form and burst everyday,
dominating the nights.
Piercing the calm with beating rain
and shaky barking thunder.

The hot chain has closed on itself,
summer was born like a prediction.
I welcome it with open arms.
yeah come and shake my city
kick us on the way to the equator.
Here´s the crux.
Shake shallow thoughts.