Mister Bubbles - An Evening in Summerville (feat. Tim McKinstry)

The way your truth unwinds
It's like slipping into silk
And I'm of two minds
Spilling spoiled milk
I'll surrender
Would you let go
It's the splendor
Of your ebb and flow
You're not the loving kind
But you won't find
Me casting stones
The way your flag unfurls
Crisply fresh opaque
It twists and twirls
A little less give than take
I'll surrender
Would you let go
The splendor
Of your ebb and flow
You're not the loving kind
But you won't find
Me casting stones
I just roll the bones
It was Summer long ago
I was looking for a modest thrill
For her, just a Tuesday night
But I, think about it still
I was down for anything I hope you can relate
An hour in her glitter room you'd so appreciate
A sultry solstice youngish lovers' secret rendezvous
The lies that I would tell myself I knew she'd make 'em true
I'll surrender
Would you let go
The splendor
Of your ebb and flow
You're not the loving kind
But you won't find
Me casting stones
I just roll the bones
It was Summer long ago
I was looking for a modest thrill
To her, just a Tuesday night
But I, think about it still
Think about it when I pay my bills or when the rain falls in the night
Think, did she use her skills or did I send her an invite
Lessons learned at four in the morning
I don't want to be your early warning
I wish I didn't feel the grip so tight
Yeah
You know what I'm saying
I wish I could say I had my fill but I'd go back like an imbecile
For just one evening in Summerville

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