The Summer of Icky Thump

I'd like to go back
to summer's song
sung in the past
as we danced
like gods
in celebration
for nothing.
I' like to go back
to summer's song
sung in the past
on that patch of grass
in our pretty white dresses
as whispers were shared
and no secret was spared.
So I'd like to go back
to summer's song
sung in the past,
I really would.