I’m thinking of a night I knew up north:
A thunderstorm had come and groaned and gone.
There was a girl I took down by the river:
We let mosquitoes have our arms for free,
We let each other’s hands go where they would.
I’m thinking of a night I knew up north,
It was the largest night I ever knew
(A thunderstorm had come and groaned and gone)
And water dripped right down from leaves on high.
There was a girl I took down by the river,
A girl I loved, though she is long since gone.
We let mosquitoes have our arms for free,
We saw the river carry branches fast
(We let each other’s hands go where they would)
-Kevin Hart
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