Dreams of a sunny wet day
The parks flood
Hyperactivity rocket through a tree's roof
Everyone laughs
But everyone moves away
To a drier festivity
Which we just were
And nobody truly understands
The secret of the storm
The grasses full of mud
I'm ready to slide
Not caring the landscape
A rainbow forms,
Noone sees.
Sudden occasions are not brought out long.
And I forever look for
And I listen for the crackling in the sky
Down to earth
What more to define
A violent form dismantling
Striking, destroying, perfecting its remedy
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 8:06 PM UTC
Dreams of a sunny wet day
The parks flood
Hyperactivity rocket through a tree's roof
Everyone laughs
But everyone moves away
To a drier festivity
Which we just were
And nobody truly understands
The secret of the storm
The grasses full of mud
I'm ready to slide
Not caring the landscape
A rainbow forms,
Noone sees.
Sudden occasions are not brought out long.
And I forever look for
And I listen for the crackling in the sky
Down to earth
What more to define
A violent form dismantling
Striking, destroying, perfecting its remedy
