Jandek
Van Ness Mission
If you think that you're the one
Let me into summer sun Well you're right, I've been surmised By the appearance of the sky By the look that's in your eyes I see how the summer flies Way up high without its wings Fortunate for everything I want you to speak aloud Tell me of a sparkling crowd Why they tremble at the sound Of a lazy eerie round Shotgun shells are on the ground Of the forest and the town
From Letras Mania