this week, just when i was listening to night falls over kortedala on the bus, i realized the jens lekman button on my bag had dropped off. my buttons do have a habit of slipping away from me, though i usually can hear them when they fall. this time, though, listening to jens ironically distracted me sufficiently from its escape. so here it is, a farewell to the button i loved so much, most appropriately sung by the man himself.
well i don’t know where my friend is, can you tell me rocky dennis?