As much as I love the sunshine, I think after growing up in Portland, my body craves rain. When it rains, especially when I'm out in it, I feel a deep relief that I don't get in the summer, like an exhalation.
Sometimes you just need to get caught out in the rain without an umbrella, and even though you have a hood, you wear it down anyway because the water comes straight from the sky and you're perfectly waterproof.
I'm not sure why this all came out so "pseudo-artistic". It just seemed perfectly right for me to get rained on while I listened to that song. It was the right thing at the right time, and the song lasted all the way home. Seven minutes.
The Atlantic was born today
And I'll tell you how.
The clouds above opened up
And let it out.
I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere
When the water filled every hole.
And thousands upon thousands made an ocean
Making islands where no
Islands should go, oh no.
Most people were overjoyed
They took to their boats.
I thought it less like a lake;
And more like a moat.
The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flood lands to your door
Has been silenced forevermore.
And the distance is quite simply much too far for me to row.
It seems farther than ever before, oh no.
I need you so much closer.
So come on; come on.