Black Lake (Real Estate)

We went to the lake and we sat in the sand Echoes came over those fresh summer jams The water was warm from the sun beating down We waded in slow 'til we couldn't touch the ground Swimming beneath the power lines We left our streets for the pines The boats are in the harbour Down by the bay The boats are in the harbour Waiting for clear days It's just a matter of time It's just a matter of time