Summer Dub

I painted, I painted I painted, I painted Holding a job was not believable behavior at all So I split I never truly knew who I was Who am I? A poor Suspicious Like all that time spent down by the water Had somehow given me control over the rain Guess I got my rainy day Like a sorcerer's cape The rain ripped the lips off the mouth of the bay Quiet, quiet Rich Man's Folly I'm painting