Today was one of the most random Tuesdays of 2011. I blame Julian.
Children, wake up
Hold your mistake up
Before they turn the summer into dust
If the children don’t grow up
Our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up
We’re just a million little gods causing rainstorms
Turning every good thing to rust
I guess we’ll just have to adjust
With my lightning bolts a-glowin’
I can see where I am going to be
Today’s album. Obviously.