spring and a storm
tally hall
won't you please stop complaining
but all the rain comes down the same
falling to from where it came
on the ground then back around
i wish you could have heard the music
when the clouds growled overhead
i finally felt enthusiastic
would it please you to listen
man the rain came down that day
and it drained my soul away
and i wondered why i even
the sky is deep and dark and eternally high
many people think that's where you go when you die
well i think you return to obscure
but i won't let you lose yourself
we have so much left to sing
there's a storm for every spring
all you see and you and me
create until nothing is left to create and
the universe bursts with an overworked sigh then
pretend to pretend to re-crown the creation and
sing the same thing till the clouds start to cry and then
over and over and over again and then