a meeting place
with pleated white pants
and new white tennis shoes
you looked when i
shooed the pigeons and the dachshund
only tight laces will keep me from leaping
del este al oeste
del norte al sur
what would i do for some lemon ice?
big raindrops and biting insects
remind me of our first kiss
that hasn’t happened yet
you threw my shoes on electric wires
what does this mean tonight?
di me luna di me!
stewart - vocals, drums
marc - guitar, percussion, bg vocals
justin - bass, percussion, bg vocals
spring - violin
janie - keyboards
written by stewart/marc