Lawn Boy - Phish

Throughout the night when there’s no direct light

And a thin veil of clouds keeps the stars out of sight

I can smell the colors outside on my lawn

The moist green organic that my feet tread upon

And the black oleander surrounded by blues

I get so overwhelmed by olfactory hues

I get so overwhelmed by olfactory hues

By olfactory hues, by olfactory hues, by olfactory hues