| Song | Watertown Plank |
| Artist | The Promise Ring |
| Album | The Horse Latitudes |
| There will be ice cream for naked boys swimming in kettles, diving in. | |
| Tornado country beat | |
| Allen lumber into mud ponds, sinking in. my ears are ringing | |
| I keep hearing summer setting, | |
| I keep hearing my ears ringing. | |
| I want to live in your house, | |
| I want to live in your room, | |
| I want to sleep in your bed, this summer (afraid.) | |
| Like fire, you never really know what's there. |