Rain showers in the September sun Her flower petal lips begun Showing all her teeth in rows Toss your clothes and run outside These sour apples overrun Devour yours and leave me none Endless eyes of indigo Leave me standing here untied She's a nine mile kite Stitched with dynamite Watch the clouds ignite And she'll dance in the storm I called you to tell you That's it's raining in Whitefield And this loneliness I feel Has been bringing me down The twilight is coming Turning into the nighttime And my eyes will be drying Once I get on the road You walk to the mirror Try to see what's behind you And I wanted to find you Before the memories fade I've checked all the backroads And I've looked by the ocean But you're always in motion And you never come home