Lady Lamb - July was Mundane lyrics

I miss the pungent sweetness of that firewood
July was poignant and dripping
July was mundane
Dipping my fingers off a lazy
Rowboat on the lake
Your birthday girl someplace upstate

Back when I was sure I was a misanthrope
Blaming my displeasures on the strangers
Laughing loudly in the woods
She walked to the water
To watch the fireworks
But, I wouldn't give myself the view
I stayed in bed listening to them
Crack and bloom

I miss the pungent sweetness
Of that Woodford's reserve
July was poignant and dripping
July was mundane
Licking my fingers to get all of
The icing from the cake
Your birthday girl some place in Maine
Back when I was sure I could
Win her over with my words
Holding the Portland sun above her
In the summer storm

I mostly made her up and fell
In love with the construct
And she could eventually tell so
She wished me well
And as I gathered up my clothes
Another storm began to close
And crack and bloom

Even inside my hands, it hurts
To claim the confused
Wounded little animal I've been
Baby, I'm devastated for all my
Trying to change you, trying to make you
The same sorry little animal I've been
It's a feat to forgive me

Am I meant to understand my own head
As I take it from my neck
And I begin to deflate it?
Am I meant to understand my own heart
As it sings my praises all day
Long and I evade it?
Am I meant to understand my own body
As I go out walking in
An attempt to escape it?
Am I meant to understand my own soul
As I envy it floating high above me?
And I wonder who will tend my
Own love if not me?
If I grow it in the lilies just
To ditch it in the weeds
And I wonder who would save my
Own world if not me?
In my morning when I bring it into being

And I wonder who would save my
Own world if not me?