Baltic Ballet

Remember the curse we called sixteen

And that summer was the hottest it had ever been

We went walking, just walking through those brown, brick rows

Called the suburbs, the only world that anyone there knowsYou almost lost your balance walking the fence

One side was cold like ice, the other, hot like fire events

Spiralled just like some baltic ballet

And given half the chance to do it overCould you do it again?

Remember the joy we called eighteen?

And that summer, we were more drunk

Than we'd ever beenAnd the night time always heralded something new

And the only thing we needed was me, and just me and you

Yeah, I was singing your tune

Every afternoon I kept on singing your tune