it’s hard to see since it started raining and it melts the streets and softens everything haloed lights a quiet sprinkling in my mind a distant beckoning
everything’s surrealistic everything’s surrealistic everything’s surrealistic in the rain in the rain
moments caught single frames of time and restaurants where lovers sit against the fogged up glass they sip their coffee and watch the streetcars pass they must be happy
everything’s surrealistic everything’s surrealistic everything’s surrealistic in the rain in the rain
through the leaves it murmurs down the possibilities that nothing is the way it seems to be even the dullest thing is glistening and beautiful to me
everything’s surrealistic everything’s surrealistic everything’s surrealistic in the rain in the rain