Green trees feel so wrong,
summer and spring feel so alone.
Tears fall from the sky,
the clouds used to sing now they cry
Your hand over your eyes and your nose,
you keep your summer hat and I'll go.
I cared so much more than you'd know,
but you never wanted that, I know.
So you keep your summer hat on
Sweet dream feathers fall, fall and fall,
down by your feet like flakes of snow.
As tears fall from the sky,
the clouds used to sing now they cry
Your hand over your eyes and your nose,
you keep your summer hat and I'll go.
I cared so much more than you'd know,
but you wanted more than that, I know.
So you keep your summer hat on
Roses bloom out in red clothes,
laid out at your side to wither out and dry
No one on Earth has inspired me more than Rob Crow throughout the 50 something bands he’s been in. Everything he made in the 90s was absolutely crazy. spaceman.dom