Oooh look at me, my city has smooth streets and sidewalks, I never have to walk, lah dee dahhh
There's all this leftover coarse sand from the winter, the streets and rough, the sidewalks are cobbled, I'm old. It's a lot of effort at this point and how can the clouds hear me yell at them if I'm making a ruckus on the streets, I'm not a young Dagger anymore.