Me & Mr. Jones (Egret)

Gloomy. That's how I would call my mood and the environment at the pond while rain was falling finally to at least save us from drying up but.... made me and Mr. Jones (the Egret) feel melodramatical on our rendez-vous.... Melancholy. That's the word most appropriate to fit our get-together at the desolated Pond....

This is the song I heard... click s'il vous plait...