Watermelon sugar is fine with cinnamon apples and dandelion wine at the start of a stadium night, the moment you feel the effect of the stadium lights. Kissena Park and a kiss in the dark on a closed carousel by the pond. Jumped to a start from the bottle rocket sparks that our friends thought would spoil our fun. Sneaking out onto the pier, we could split a can of beer and linger awhile. You're hard for me to explain. I know you so well but I can't spell your name. Tangled in weeds with our pants at our knees and the chirr of cicadas in the sycamore tree. Sneaking out onto the pier, we could split a can of beer and linger awhile. You're laughing right through your tears. I remember being here when I was a child.
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