Summer Dub – Bill Callahan

I painted, I painted
I painted, I painted

Holding a job was not believable behavior at all
So I split
I never truly knew who I was
Who am I?
A poor

Suspicious
Like all that time spent down by the water
Had somehow given me control over the rain
Guess I got my rainy day

Like a sorcerer’s cape
The rain ripped the lips off the mouth of the bay

Quiet, quiet
Rich Man’s Folly
I’m painting