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The evening before at a literary party with warm intellectuals who listen to françoise hardy asked a poet about his summer he said up's and down's cleverly transforming adverbs into nouns and i thought it probable that there had been more of the last but being socially intelligent i changed the subject fast we had a card made of gold, could have bought us anything but there was no time before we had to get up and sing and i wished i was andrew bird just younger i wished that this crush would last a little bit longer and in spite of the dreadful desing i remember fragments of an island with a fake coastline the next few days during shifting weather enjoying the sun or hoping it would get better i saw two people kissing at the funeral they were not good-looking, but oh so beautiful we stole three pens and a poncho and got out of that tent to go play some ping-pong with balls from heaven sent i wrote letters to you whenever i could find the time and they were touching like nothing, but far from sublime Songtexteand i wished i was andrew bird just younger i wished that this crush would last a little bit longer and in spite of the dreadful desing i remember fragments of an island with a fake coastline there's a bridge you have to cross as the rain starts to pour you're in the middle of eight thousand people or more it might seem forced at first but you get into it after a while and then to come inside and see a man with such style that's when, i wished i was andrew bird just younger i wished that this crush would last a little bit longer and in spite of the dreadful desing i remember fragments of an island with a fake coastline (Thanks to Idoia for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania