Angels

The salty air of July '96

I bought a 12 speed just to impress a chick

Back in '96

We’re eating ice cream at the docks

You let it drip all down your chin

You want me to lick it off

I rode my bike all night just to see you

Across the bridge outside of Pt. Pleasant

In the night

People would say "There’s that boy, there’s that boy again!"

There’s that boy in the night

People would say "There’s that boy in the night."

The summer breeze of August '96

I spent my nights out late at night a bit

For the hell of it

She’s two years older than myself

Sandy hair with the face of an angel

Dancing all by herself

By 9 PM we were fixed on the boardwalk

Promises brooding with doubt and resilience

What a beautiful night

People would say "There’s that boy and that girl again!"

"There’s those two in the night!"

People would say "There’s that boy in the night."

I don’t believe we ever spoke again

The summer flames of 1996

Now smoldering ashes

People would say that they had someone like that

To love only at night

But not like that girl, not like my best nights, no.