clouds is kissing treetops
darkness is getting greedy
and covering whole county
but where is rain nor wind
i heard my phone ringing
they're waiting for me now
step on gas never look back
was on time, have to check in
run to counter and have stamp
i saw them at tee on first swing
drove up there, time for my turn
a friendly game so i wasn't burn
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