Brought to many things as a matter of coincidence today. Summer Camp is one of them. Summer in my mind. Tomorrow picking up Coxon's new longplay.
Meet the director of the video Chris Boyle.
Cold nights, so sick of cold nights
I've wasting all my life in a black house where I grew up
Hold tight, keep saying hold tight
I don’t know what I’m waiting for
And when it comes I still want more
And I’ve been locked away these great great days
And the time we spent is not our own anymore.
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