Three days it rained in our neighborhood
We rode our creaky bicycles around the muddy yard
On our street it poured
On the next block it was dry
We learned that day
Even rainstorms have a fine line
10 years old and we up and left
Shattered our world as if the worst was next
Yet only 5 minutes drive between our old and new homes
But you can't tell a kid what he don't wanna know
To the end of our street felt like coast to coast
But the universe scaled with our growth
