things I would rather be doing on a rainy sunday

[dawlee]

Its rainy and grey
Ohmigod, you would fucking love it
and I'd love you
all day if I could
Forget all I had to do
and suffocate you with a back scratch
and naked TV watching
if I could

I feel so fine today
For lunch I had a sandwich and wine.
I watched Bill Murray look for his son all afternoon
If I ever met him, all I would want is a piggy back ride
Before I even shook his hand
Ive met older men like that
The ones you just want to take home
But know they would make a proper uncle, at best
Never fathers

Today I just want to wath Amelie
and talk with Eddie
and remember the park
and those synonymous laughs
we werent ever sure if we were thinking the same thing
and I think its still like that a little today
We're getting so fucking old
It's a strange process, aging.

Today I just want to sleep
and dream of riding bikes in San Francisco
All the way downhill
And I wouldnt even have to pedal
Because the wind would propel me
My hair flying behind like rocketfire
It grows so slowly

Today my music is TV static
Singing a darkish lullaby
and I am missing the days when
the elementary school librarian used to read to the whole class
I sat on the rainbow rug indian-style
400 times more attentive then the other school children
Wondering why the hell Ameila Badelia was such a retardeded idiot
She was always--how do you say?
Out of Context.