i used to be a happy guy, until that month of july, until that month of july came to town. when i think about it a while, it really stunk for me, but i'm not trying to whine all the time. waking up to the sound of rain, make it all just go away. all these problems starting my bones begin to rot away. it's over now, thank god it's gone, will this ever come again? the month that never ends.