Today was different then most of the afternoons here;
Half way through the third month of the year.
Jumped out of bed quickly and did up back in the sack;
For some strange reason today the winter came back.
Everywhere you look peddles blossom into trees,
Hiding the fact that last month they all had no leaves.
A thousand Californians helped camouflage the beach.
A hundred under agers got in my piece.
The hippies weren't the only people wearing flip-flops.
The skinny chics ransacked the swim suit shops.
Everyone was drinking at Saint Patties day lunch;
No one hesitated to drive when they got drunk.
But today we were surprised by a change;
Stumbling in the thunder, engulfed by the rain.
Listening to the rain whistle as it snores
And prepare to spend the rest of my day indoors.
The winter came back and brought a few close friends.
A little time to think and some inspired motivation.
Until the air we breathe is all crisp and clean,
I'll be safe under the covers harvesting my good dreams.
The winter came back and brought a few close friends.
A little time to think and some inspired motivation.
Until the air we breathe is all crisp and clean,
I'll be safe under the covers harvesting my good dreams.
Today was different then most of the afternoons here;
Half way through the third month of the year.
Jumped out of bed quickly and did up back in the sack;
For some strange reason today the winter came back.
Kids play baseball in the park where we drink;
Practicing to be the best team in the league.
When you're standing in the shade, its 85 degrees.
The fat kids swing with ice cream in the spring on the west coast;
Where the bottles are freezing.
A ten minute drive turns your collar to a squeegee.
Heat makes you hallucinate until you believe things.
The cops make it difficult to achieve dreams.
But today something just isn't right.
I put away the booze and have some coffee with my morning pipe.
Listening to the rain whistle as it snores,
And prepare to spend the rest of my day indoors.
The winter came back and brought a few close friends.
A little time to think and some inspired motivation.
Until the air we breathe is all crisp and clean,
I'll be safe under the covers harvesting my good dreams.
The winter came back and brought a few close friends.
A little time to think and some inspired motivation.
Until the air we breathe is all crisp and clean,
I'll be safe under the covers harvesting my good dreams