Cold feet

This used to be one of my favorite songs in my pre-teens. It was part of the music playing on waky fm, that is now long gone. I've discovered it anew when the age of the internet made it easier.
While smoking a cigarette, wearing my old sweater with a monkey on it (damn teenage fashion) and having cold feet I've realised that summer has indeed moved on. And here we are. Let's hope the best for tomorrow.