Until Next Year

Not as good as it was -- Better than it will be

On the Shore

The Delays are that Summer kind of band full of wind -- A Summer Wind -- Loaded with hope and bubble gum. Back when you were crisp... and feeling like you belonged. In your starched white shirt. Sitting on the beach. Eating tomato sandwiches on white bread with mayo.  But for now, just shut the fuck up and listen.