Cloudy skies plunged in pink
The dangerous, impish smile of Thunder
The conniving wind
Upturning an umbrella too many
The flirtatious little breeze
and the coquettish rain
Hurt of hail and swirl of the storm
In the land of turbulence
Lost in a vastness
of its incredible beyond
Did you see how red the sky is?
As if hurt, as if hurtful still
Stung by a lover's word
Hung over some stomped red
Uncouth smell and loutish semblance
Hide my Love, for the sky weeps..
The dangerous, impish smile of Thunder
The conniving wind
Upturning an umbrella too many
The flirtatious little breeze
and the coquettish rain
Hurt of hail and swirl of the storm
In the land of turbulence
Lost in a vastness
of its incredible beyond
Did you see how red the sky is?
As if hurt, as if hurtful still
Stung by a lover's word
Hung over some stomped red
Uncouth smell and loutish semblance
Hide my Love, for the sky weeps..
