Texty: Assembly Of Dust. Honest Hour. Speculator.

It?s a good song, playin on the radio
It?s a fine fine day, I tell you cause I think it?s so.
It?s a good life that comes upon ya now and then.
And I tell ya cause I think it?s so.

I was walkin? down the hill beside The town in which I live this evenin?
Alcoholic lemonade in ice filled glasses Givin way to the evening - heat, mm-hmm

This is what I saw

By accident I caught a woman getting dressed
She nearly looked away.
And the big round sun was falling down
It grazed the pavement, touched upon her gray
This is what I saw

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Sipping beer on aging porches
Crooked walls, built before my birth.
Latent heat on the quiet streets and,People sleep and
people talk this evening, mm-hmm.

his is what I saw