Half the world hates thee,
And desperately wishes not to see
Half cries as you start to fall,
As if you’ve heard that grief they’ve called.
Surprisingly, I don’t feel the same
Don’t keep an eye on me; I’m not to be blamed
Weird as it may seem, I’d like to hear
That hauntingly ethereal melody; with no fear.
Each brave drop when it meets the ground,
Or when it flows down the sea it has found
I’d like to dance as it makes that beat
A cry of pain and bliss, a whistle it perfectly fit.
Euphoric drops, you come so right
You equally shine like the sun so bright
A gray-filled cloud and I start to glow
A little more patience, then you start to flow.
Heed my call, cry a little more
Show some lament and mirth, it’s what I ask for
Plok, plok, or pitter, patter
What shall I call you, or does it even matter?
Just come and fill my day
Wash away fears, show me the way
To solve this eternal puzzle I made
The one I’ve lost track, blue’s clues fade.