hey. the air was cooling down the sky was blue i was heading north on taylor street when i ran into you we stopped to talk. right there on the sidewalk the air was new and clean i was inbetween times. the mountains were clearly visible and your timing was cruel. you said almost everything right and your eyes shone like little j**els. we were talking while the temperature dropped. i was hoping against hope that the wheel would stop. you were nineteen, i was in between times. hey.