Acid Rain
Matt Taylor, Brooks Nielsen
Last night I dreamed that it rained
And nobody complained
And when it quit no one was ever the same
The rain was strange and all the colors changed
And the blues of my baby leaving turned into green
Drip drop dripped onto my lips
I dreamt an acid rain trip
Drip drop dripped acid rain trip
All of my loneliness slipped
Since you went away everything has been gay
Only grey and plain until the acid rain