Went to the bathroom on 4th Street.
Gave up on running from the rain.
Met a magenta girl that blew my world.
Autumn is coming.
And I know this.
Because Pearl Jam is on.
And I have a runny nose.
There is nothing better.
Than cities in Autumn.
And falling in love.
But it's better when both happen at once.
Normal days are nice.
When the cool, crisp sun is shining.
After summer showers say bye.
And we don't yearn for the past but bless the future.