Originally written in a rainy 2005. 14 years later and… *checks out the window* Yup. Still raining.
If I knew? Knew for certain that it would never rain again?
Then that’d be it. No more drugs.
I’d clean up my act. Live right.
I’d do it. I swear to God I would.
But it always rains in England.
It’s just a matter of when.