7:30 kinda early comin' down off Brush Hill
That New England sunshine
7:30 kinda early coming down off Brush Hill
That February breeze
Kinda dirty on a Thursday windshield busted
As I squint between the lines
All them colors you showed me last evening
Yeah, my Brush Hill aftershine
Hot socks, new rocks, shavin' in an after dream
My lady clementine
All them colors you showed me last evening
Yeah, my Brush Hill aftershine
All right
Tangled in a tree
Painted blue and green
Ooh, I ain't lookin
To do you no harm
Hot stockin' legs in a jelly jar
A fallen leaf that gets too hard
Oh, 7:30 Brush Hill in the car