lets begin at the beginning, we're lovers and we're losers, we're heros and we're pioneers, we're beggers and we're choosers, skirting round the edges of the ideal demographic, we're almost on the guest list
but we're always stuck in traffic, well life is about love, lost minutes and lost evening, about fire in our bellies and about furtive little feelings, and the aching amplitudes that set our needles all a-flickering, and they help us with remembering that the only thing that's left to do is live... //
