lives in yarmouth & seen the sky just today but he dont know why the day the date is reasonabily high or out of control out of ur mind that when it rains he always finds it like a wet sweater's on ur shoulders & he has nine & from down the road he looks fine up the road is where he dies across the road they're gettin high & beneath the snow is where he'll hide & with any luck intime he'll become a seed & grow up fine