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I'd be looking at a beautiful sunset if it weren't so cloudy
Clouds never really ruin beauty for me though
They just make the day a bit darker
I think that's why people think cloudy days are so ugly
They cover everything in shadow
The beauty is still there
You just have to know where to look
My friend is picking up that girl so we can hang out
I can't stop thinking about her
I know nothing will happen between us
Yet I find myself fantasizing about her a lot
Just being around the opposite sex makes me feel better
It's all damp outside
It smells like wet clay
I love that smell
Earthy
Dirty
It reminds me of how I'll return to the Earth some day
The girl staying at the neighbor's house came out
I was just trying to enjoy a smoke
She wanted me to tell Billy (the owner of the house)
That Keven had been stealing from her
That's not my fucking problem
I like the hissing sound tires make on wet asphalt
The harmonic identification of a good rain
And there are plenty of cars driving about too
I could almost fall asleep
Sitting outside so long
The fucking neighbor interrupted my train of thought
He needed some tin foil to make some cinnamon rolls
With as much drug talk as I overhear
I doubt that's what they need it for
He thanked me and asked me my name
I told him
He thanked me again
Told me we could smoke some "dough" later
Or maybe he said dope
He doesn't enunciate very well so it's hard to say
No thanks
Not with you
Clouds never really ruin beauty for me though
They just make the day a bit darker
I think that's why people think cloudy days are so ugly
They cover everything in shadow
The beauty is still there
You just have to know where to look
My friend is picking up that girl so we can hang out
I can't stop thinking about her
I know nothing will happen between us
Yet I find myself fantasizing about her a lot
Just being around the opposite sex makes me feel better
It's all damp outside
It smells like wet clay
I love that smell
Earthy
Dirty
It reminds me of how I'll return to the Earth some day
The girl staying at the neighbor's house came out
I was just trying to enjoy a smoke
She wanted me to tell Billy (the owner of the house)
That Keven had been stealing from her
That's not my fucking problem
I like the hissing sound tires make on wet asphalt
The harmonic identification of a good rain
And there are plenty of cars driving about too
I could almost fall asleep
Sitting outside so long
The fucking neighbor interrupted my train of thought
He needed some tin foil to make some cinnamon rolls
With as much drug talk as I overhear
I doubt that's what they need it for
He thanked me and asked me my name
I told him
He thanked me again
Told me we could smoke some "dough" later
Or maybe he said dope
He doesn't enunciate very well so it's hard to say
No thanks
Not with you
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