Sitting by the white ivory windowsill
Gaze at clear hazy tears above that spill
As the gray clouds voice whisper "dance with us"
My urge flickers to go dance in the rain
A sound of blue raindrops that heals my pain
I knew I had the gut, so I can trust
Footsteps swifts up, I felt every moment
A smell of rain flows up with a pure scent
Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 9:00 AM UTC
Sitting by the white ivory windowsill
Gaze at clear hazy tears above that spill
As the gray clouds voice whisper "dance with us"
My urge flickers to go dance in the rain
A sound of blue raindrops that heals my pain
I knew I had the gut, so I can trust
Footsteps swifts up, I felt every moment
A smell of rain flows up with a pure scent
