The-Seksy

Before the summer had begun, When the streets were full and my buttons undone, When we were lookin' for ways to unwind, Aqualung was one of a kind. Blue, azure, indigo, Like a sapphire in my hands, Its ever-changing colors, A key to its cause. A picnic was the plan of the day, A habit of never-ending play, A stride, a slide, a sleigh, A head chock-full o' hay. As I half close my eyes, Beneath her ugly toothy lies, Let the sun cover my frustration, And let me drown in my elation. Some people call it a disease, They can get lost in the abyss, I will let go, I will pull through, There's nothing else I'd rather do. Oh, I forgo