Fingers

Never point unless it's your thumbs to your chest

It's a small frame but someone has to fill it

It's a small frame but someone has to fill it

Like adolescents showing their adulthood

While their friends sniff their fingers behind the bleachers

Anything, anything, for a round of applause

for a round of applause

for a round of applause

for a round of applause

for a round of applause

for a round of applause