The thunder shakes the house
the house shakes the room
the room shakes the heart
that breaks too soon
The rain pelts down
down with grace but
without its constant pace
The lighting.... the lighting
is what tears us all apart
tears us apart from the very
start, just down to the beating
of our fragile hearts
This is what we call summer rain
that's why we still feel
the ******* pain
i wrote this during a late summer rain storm