كلمات Weather Patterns

Water from the clouds we seek fall at once to form the sea. As we take Cover. Birds are free, they fly a song. A Symphony of something wrong. When I lost my Mother… I can’t Feel the bottom! Uhh uhh oh no! Rainfall! The Weather Patterns Change consistently upon us. We should know… I wish we’d grow! Pretty Flowers Showered on Lift their faces towards the sun. A graceful setting! Little Creatures dread the rain, A Flowers joy is an others pain. But it seldom Matters I can’t stay for long here! uhh uhh oh! Follow the Rainbows To fool’s Gold and shadows, but that won’t lead you to/your Peaceful meadows