Paul Baribeau

the rolling clouds
the summer was purring like a kittenuntil the record needle starting skippingi was squeaking through the screen doorin your kitchenso do you want to go downtown with me stop by the library? you rode by my sideon your dad's old ten speedit felt like everything was finally perfectwe rode past the empty storesthe churchesbut then i looked in your eyesand they were anxious and they were nervousunder all the rolling cloudsover all the fields that surroundthis tiny townlater that night you started to cryran into the bathroom and locked yourself inside the bathroomi wanted to knock down the door but instead i just leaned against the other sidesometimes it feels like i still don't know youafter all these yearsafter all the stupid stuff we've gone throughLetras de cancioneshow many horror movies have we sat throughhow many sour patch kidshow many two liters of mountain dewi want to see you get through thisbut it seems like nothing i say makes any differencewhen i left your house that night i felt totally awfuland selfishunder all the rolling cloudsover all the fields that surroundand trap us in this tiny townmaybe i did the wrong thingmaybe i should have stayedmaybe you were gonna feel better, maybemaybe nothing would have changedmost nights i just throw a movie in the vcrand fall asleep on the couch and wake up tiredi try not to miss youbut i don't try very hardi remember stopping by a long time agoheard you inside playing pianoi sat down on the front stepand listened through the windowunder all the rolling cloudsthe blue breaking throughover all the fields that surroundthis tiny town under all the rolling cloudsthe blue busting throughover all the fields that surroundthis tiny town From Letras Mania