:Paint.It Black:

I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.

Business was good last night, he woke early and walked down the stairs to clean up the mess that was left as he did every night, glasses had already been run through the washer, he ran a hand through his hair and let out something between a whine and a yawn as he started to sweep. The stereo was turned on and loud rock music poured forth from the speakers, he grinned...The work was quicker when nobody watched and the music fit his mood. During business hours the music was rarely rock or metal but when they wern't exactly open to the public he could play whatever he damn well pleased. He walked out the front door to tack a "Now Hiring" sign on the glass outside the dark window that would be nigh impossible to see through then returned to his cleaning.

No more will my green seagull turn a deeper blue
I could not see this thing happening to you.