every day The lemons grow like tumors, they Are tiny suns infused with sour Lonely as a cloud In the Golden State The coldest winter that I ever saw Was the summer
the room Working his way from the dining room into the den Each room filling with a multi-scented fog Desert bloom, evergreen Misty rose, fresh lemon
Slowly filling the room, working his way from the dining room into the den Each room filling with a multiscented fog Desert bloom, evergreen, misty rose, fresh lemon
most every day The lemons grow like tumors they Are tiny suns infused with sour Lonely as a cloud In the Golden State "The coldest winter that I ever saw Was the summer
