Summer is lost now 

The frost is closing in 

To the cold gospel dollar 

The poor man walks in sin 

I can't get no entrance 

The doors all in rows 

I pray into the distance 

Let me outta these heavy clothes 



I beg 

Indian summer I need some return 

So hard to get warm now 

And so easy to get burned 

Down on the pavement the laws are learned 

It's so hard to get warm where 

It's so easy to get burned 



When a sister called up 

And said that love had broken down 

I said there too much ice around here 

To find no solid ground 

Well I just squeezed a season 

From this paper bag 

I pray to the burning tires 

Wrap my feet in rags 



Begging 

Indian summer I need some return 

It's so hard to get warm now 

And so easy to get burned 

Down on the pavement the laws are learned 

It's so hard to get warm where 

It's so easy to get burned 



Now the sky is empty 

The street is sweating tears 

Communion at the station 

For a million grinding gears 

Well I'm riding out this century 

The harvest engines sing 

From the church of mercenaries 

To a naked virgin spring 



I'm singing 

Indian summer I need some return 

It's so hard to get warm now 

And so easy to get burned 

Down on the pavement the laws are learned 

It's so hard to get warm where 

It's so easy to get burned 



Hard to get warm where 

It's so easy to get burned