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June was just around the corner, the rain my only lover A green so bright and tender, I got high enough to let it blow my mind I was a kid in some past life, I shot a white goose flying south Crimson rose blooming across, the empty wildness he fell out of Drunk with power, sick with pain, I laid in fields to feel something Small and lost and full of thanks, I guess the rain just made me think of it Of blue dragonflies on rubber, the cracked tires by the river The pull of muddy water, hiding quick flashes of silver, it's alright In just a minute I'll be fine, I got the mеaning wrong again Took for granted everything I need to brеathe and feel and live The tender green, the violent wind, I want to let it make me change Born, then blown around, then dead, I guess the rain just made me think of it Five semis in the darkness, the stars that map the night shift Driving back to Oregon on the burned out path the fire took, I could cry Only chimneys left alive, is there a lonelier sight The ghost of everything we loved and everything we didn't fight for The wild midnight forest, the kid, the gun, the white goose The wind, the tender green, the summer rain just made me think of it June was just around the corner, the rain my only lover A green so bright and tender, I got high enough to let it blow my mind From Letras Mania