Remember a day
When fat kids got pie
A light twisted sky
Enlighten me
A chilly young boy
His feet in the Earth
His hand in her purse
Stealing money
And cannonball wine
And glasses so fine
Yours just fills with gold
It's heavy and all
So nice
It would be so nice
To finally see
To finally see
What's waiting for me
So Nice was written by John Dwyer.