I love the sound of clouds rolling in the morning
The sight of the grey of a coming storm
Clashing with the dark of a whithering night
And I could feel the rain coming
A feefall of raindrops
Washing away any haunts left by night
Thr chorus of an autumn's monsoon
Clashing with the whispers of the wind
Slowly will it pass
Slowly will the sun take its place
Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 5:06 PM UTC
I love the sound of clouds rolling in the morning
The sight of the grey of a coming storm
Clashing with the dark of a whithering night
And I could feel the rain coming
A feefall of raindrops
Washing away any haunts left by night
Thr chorus of an autumn's monsoon
Clashing with the whispers of the wind
Slowly will it pass
Slowly will the sun take its place
