Last October by the sea or the ocean, I don't really remember.. But anyway I met this guy, and we played cards.. I didn't really like him at first, I thought he was so pretentious..
They built the city halls, and streets,. That the people would walk in.. They made promises, and guilt. Was never far away.. Why is it that people believe?.
Well hello nice to meet you my friend. I heard a lot of swell things about you. That you're nice and kind and sometimes a little blue.. Heard that you play in a band..