Under thee arms spinning around and around in this town we ride our bikes in the dark in the park we left a mark running your finger alone there spine we drank our wine to Patsy Cline i'm gonna miss you when its time to draw the line like sweet wine. I'm gonna sing your song out loud when I'm around in this town.

attention grab and sings the silence out of tune and out of fashion. breath in and look around tick tack and heart attack one doing jumping jacks