It appears that a band from Albuquerque, N.M. - a distinctly cicada-free zone - has unwittingly written the perfect anthem to this buzzy season. The band is the Shins, known for shimmering, melodic pop songs, and the song is "Those to Come" from the album Chutes Too Narrow.
Part of the lyrics:
Quaking leaves and broken light
Shifting skin the coming night
The bearers of all good things arrive
Climb inside us, twist and cry
A kiss on your molten eyes
Myriad lives like blades of grass
Yet to be realized, bow as they pass
They are cold,
Waiting in the ether,
Only to die.