A cool swim, a Sigur Ros concert in Iceland, death by Hafsol, sneaking out and sneaking in, new beginnings, a smoke on the front lawn, a few good beers (Newcastle's not bad), a blood red moon, cool summer night air, the green glow of the dashboard, the rev of an engine redefining the speed limit, all to the [dead] sound of The Raveonettes.
Summer, you're all right.
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why would you want a smoke on the lawn huh?? HUH???
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