Rolling Clouds

By Paul Baribeau

On Unbearable

Released on February 14, 2010

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The summer was purring like a kitten

Until the record needle starting skipping

I was squeaking through the screen door

In your kitchen

So do you want to go downtown with me, maybe stop by the library?

And you rode by my side

Your dad's old ten speed

It felt like everything was finally perfect

We rode past the empty stores and churches

But then I looked in your eyes

And they were anxious

And they were nervous

Under all the rolling clouds

Over all the fields that surround

This tiny town

Later that night you started to cry

Ran into the bathroom and locked yourself inside

I wanted to knock down the door, but instead I just leaned against the other side

Sometimes I feel like I still don't know you

After all the stupid stuff that we've been through

How many horror movies have we sat through

How many sour patch kids

How many two liters of mountain dew

I wanna see you get through this

But it feels like nothing I say makes any difference

When I left your house that night I felt totally awful

And selfish

Under all the rolling clouds

Over all the fields that surround

This tiny town

Maybe I did the wrong thing

Maybe I should have stayed

Maybe you were gonna feel better, maybe

Maybe nothing would have changed

Most nights now I just throw a movie in the vcr

Fall asleep on the couch and wake up tired

I try my best not to miss you

But I don't try very hard

I remember stopping by a long time ago

Heard you inside playing piano

And I sat down on the front step

And listened through the window

Under all the rolling clouds

Over all the fields that surround

Trap us in this stupid town

All the rolling clouds

Over all the fields that surround

This stupid town