Drip, Drop, Drip, Drop
It is time, time for the rain to plop
It is here, here to make the day go by
Slowly, Slowly in the distance I hear the rumbling of clouds
I see the darkness of night
I see the moon peep through the shadowily smoke
And then the sky seems to fall
Pouring crazily toward the ground
Drip, Drop, Drip, Drop
outside the window I see
the needless needles cradle through the atmosphere
As i mope inside the dark house i still say
Oh how i hate The Rainey Day
Categories:
shadowily, childhood, life, sad, uplifting,
Form: I do not know?