Somebody this morning on the train,
sat somewhere near by
and I
could smell the smell of lilacs
while I was staring at the sky
Out the window, it was blue
the sun was yellow and I was mellow
and humming
Joni Mitchell to myself,
thinking about how summer's coming
And I could feel the sand under my feet
and hear the ocean churrning
I could feel my pale skin
Burning, burning
under all that light...
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