The splish splash of rain patters the ground
Feel the rain, the life giving liquid that we rely on
We forget to let the rain wash away our sorrows
Feel the wet soil we dwell upon
Do we fail to see anything but a nuisance
When we see raindrops fall from the sky
We run to take the washing
Tell the kids to come inside
We need to stop and feel
The thunder and pain
That comes hand in hand
With my precious rain
One day, as I watch the drops
They'll hammer the window and ground
The world seems to quiet down
And the thrashing drops will be the only sound
The peace and tranquility of the patter patter
Cuts through the hubbub of this town
For each raindrop,
A tear rolls to the ground
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 3:18 AM UTC
The splish splash of rain patters the ground
Feel the rain, the life giving liquid that we rely on
We forget to let the rain wash away our sorrows
Feel the wet soil we dwell upon
Do we fail to see anything but a nuisance
When we see raindrops fall from the sky
We run to take the washing
Tell the kids to come inside
We need to stop and feel
The thunder and pain
That comes hand in hand
With my precious rain
One day, as I watch the drops
They'll hammer the window and ground
The world seems to quiet down
And the thrashing drops will be the only sound
The peace and tranquility of the patter patter
Cuts through the hubbub of this town
For each raindrop,
A tear rolls to the ground
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