As the clouds turn gray, as the wind blows.
The smell of rain, the chill of excitement running through my body.
Knowing i will awake soon.
The strong wind making my hair dance, freezing my body.
I close my eyes, the pictures of the trees moving back and forth , like a swing being push.
So peaceful, so perfect.
I wish it could be this perfect for eternity.
A cloudy gray day, the smell of rain, and wind blowing my hair.
No sun to burn me, no sun to **** me.
This gray clouds, getting darker, this wind, getting stronger,
and the rain falling from this dark sky.