That's:
Me taking a picture of Vi
Taking a picture of Krysten
Taking a picture of Beth..
Taking a picture

She only breathes when it rains
And it hadn't rained in years
Like being punched in the stomach
Never to catch your-

He envelopes and intertwines
Accumulating in the air
To settle as dew
If the ground was fertile

She only breathes when it rains
He on the fertile plains
A hand swimming in the air
Trying to catch the one they-

Don't you for a second think
that you aren't at the mercy of something greater
Cried the Old Man

Yeah, there are elements that we think can't control
Then we find that we can
Cried the Old Lady

You can't control weather
You can control your reaction to it
Oh stoicism

Things change
Oh pragmatism

Everybody ran giddy
In the street
Dropping pens
Paper
Napkins
And
never to return

Plants in anticipation of a good drink
Air conditioners oblivious in their hum

And they run
Everyone

People exclaim that running in the rain
Gets you just as wet
As walking in the rain

I like this
Something about living your life one way
Only to find it is wrong

Even if it isn't true

Normally this time of year there are rows of grapevines...

I grin when I think about it
96 Tears
Alternating between
Desperately seeking sources of income
And indulging in unhinged sex
So numb at the time that it only comes back in flashes
Phantom limb memories
That make me smile

Undressing
Blue pants and a white camisole
The kitchen counter
Cooking book for height
Going to the library to look for a job
Be right back
No money for the internet connection
You wrote me a check that I never repaid
So I could pay the rent

96 Tears that plays in the background
And now I smile to myself
Like someone in a coffee commercial
Before you change the channel
And the memory is gone
To return when the synapse fires
When I need that limb

Every staunch idealist
Has to cower in front
Of a monetary unit
A clutch of survival
Even myself