The beach gives a feeling
An earthy feeling
I believe in the faith that grows
And the four right chords can make me cry
When I'm with you I feel like I could die
And that would be all right
All right"
if only we were in fifth grade again piled into a mini-van on our way back from the mall. it's not august 5 and it's not 11:17. i've really lucked out my whole life, haven't i? goddamn. i don't know what to make of that.