in retrospect

in retrospect, working out on the elliptical machine 'for as long as i could' yesterday may not have been a good idea for a productive today.

What were the skies like when you were young?

How were the skies like when you were young?

They ran on and on forever and
When I, we lived in Arizona
And the skies always had little fluffy clouds in them
And, ah, they were long, clear…
There were lots of stars at night
And, ah, when it would rain it would all turn
They they were beautiful
The most beautiful skies as a matter of fact
Ah, the sunsets were
Purple and red and yellow and blue and on fire
And the clouds would catch the colors everywhere
That’s it’s neat ’cause I used to look at them all the time when I was little
You don’t see that

Firing different sounds
Firing different sounds

Little fluffy clouds
Little fluffy clouds
Little fluffy clouds
Little fluffy clouds

How were the skies like when you were young?

They ran on and on forever and
When I, we lived in Arizona
And the skies always had little fluffy clouds in them
And, ah, they were long, clear… there were lots of stars at night
And, eh, when it would rain it would all turn
They they were beautiful
The most beautiful skies as a matter of fact
Ah, the sunsets were (sunsets)
Purple and red and yellow and blue and on fire
And the clouds would catch the colors everywhere
That’s it’s neat ’cause I used to look at them all the time when I was little

You don’t see that many clouds
Little fluffy clouds
Little fluffy clouds
Little fluffy clouds

When I, we lived in Arizona
And the skies always had little fluffy clouds in them
Th-th-th-th-th-th-they were long, clear there were lots of stars at night
(The-the-the-the-they)
And when it would rain it would all turn
They they were beautiful
The most beautiful skies as a matter of fact
Ah, and the sunsets were
Purple and red and yellow and blue and on fire
And the clouds would catch the colors everywhere
That’s it’s neat ’cause I used to look at them all the time when I was…
You don’t see that
You might still see them in the desert

The most beautiful skies as a matter of fact
Purple and red
Purple and red and yellow and blue and on fire
And red and yellow and blue and on fire
The clouds would catch the colors everywhere
And red and yellow and blue and on fire
You might still see them in the desert…