hello bro.im in denmark, siting in a bar and a jazz band start to jamm, it all goes similer to a cirtain night in the arthur (the one that we got in trouble with aunti sue for... jake really cant keep things quiet) anyhoo i just thought that i might wright somethng, and the cure comes on the radio, and i start to think about all the times that ive passed out at yours (normally after giving you a piggieback up the highstreet) and woke up listening to this song, or another, but always perfect for the moment. and never too loud for a fragile morning. thinking bout you all the time, and missing you. hold in there all, and loz... i found my self doing the exact same for hours the other day, but then he always did like the sea.loveboo