It's not 'til Saturday,
we can boogie on the pavement
coordinated dance moves, fancy shoes, everybody get with it!
holding their smiles in,
until the desgnated moment, but present tense is simply satisfactory, anytime is fine for us.

[don't take it personally, I'm not conve

I remember when the rhythm started,
Two seconds into what we would call today.
These doors were sturdy,
But never compared to the weather we left behind.
Sometimes i can still hear
The rain creeping in to the trunk where we put our shoes.
Tossed in to the ring unknowing,<