Mood:  lucky

I like to watch it rain,

As I sit in silence,

I like to watch the o sun come up,

 Over the the trees on a clear blue day,

I like to see the children play,

On the baseball field by the school,

I wonder how Kool it gets in Ice land,

Cause sometimes my heart beats with a cold fire,

ID like to have the town wired,

If we are not trying to make life more perfect,

Things will only get worse,

So let's start cleaning these streets,

Starting with our own dirty guts.