Parlor Scouts (The)
Champagne
i've never been inside your house how the lamps glow strangely from the inside out the dark street address the numbers float inside my head i never set foot on your front porch let alone knocked on your door there is a first time for everything i hear the champagne bubbling flashlight starlight mints and a bottle you open the door in powder blue the dust and dusk lace hands lady and gentleman this is everything i hear the champagne bubbling
From Letras Mania