Evan Olson
Another Sunny Day
Better drop those aviators over your blue eyes
Before you leave the house to step outside
Nothing's really different but everything has changed
Another sunny day
Traffic lights are fireworks of yellow, red and green
No one seems to notice it but me
The vacant lots of field of flowers full of honeybees
Who bounce on them like little trampolines
You can see the world the way you want to, it's okay
Another sunny day
Goodbye, clouds
Hello, sun
Hello, sun
The street outside my window is a river to the bay
But I won't need a rudder, mast or sail
A car becomes a steamboat when I wanna get away
Another sunny day
Another sunny day
Another sunny day
Another sunny day