Linda manhã! O sol amarelo brilha fraquinho, o céu, de um azul impar, celeste, a grama verde ainda está molhada pelo sereno da noite e lá vem mais um dia.

Ouço maritacas e outros pássaros coloridos no jardim e o silêncio da rua ainda é como o de ontem à noite...a escuridão que ficou pra trás.

Da janela do meu quarto vejo azaléias rosas floridas...mais uma cor pra alegrar esse dia que apesar dos pesares promete ser um belo dia.

Her green plastic watering can
For her fake Chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself

It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out

She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns
He used to do surgery
For girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins

It wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears him out

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run

It wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out

If I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted all the time

All the time...
All the time...

Cai a tarde, o céu está azul, quase cinza.