And How You March

I never knew what I was missing

Until I found you

I never knew what I was missing

Until I found you

I never knew what I was missing

Until I found you

I never knew what I was missing

Until I found you

They killed the giggler, going on and on

Midday at Burnside, loosened by the patron

It's not that I am being harsh, it's not when or if but how you march

And how you march

And how you march

I await the day in perfect splendor

They killed the giggler, going on and on

Midday at Burnside, loosened by the patron

It's not that I am being harsh, it's not when or if but how you march

And how you march

And how you march

I await the day in perfect splendor