When The Sky Turns Grey

If the sky is turning grey

Or when the

sky is turning grey;
Grab my hand

Before it rains

And the thunder breaks in


The smell of rain

Keeps reminding me of a wound in pain;

Its smell so disgusting

It’s something I don’t want to explore again


Shivers run down your back

Even my gentile ressuring touch brings the shivers onto your neck


When the sky is grey

Baby just Grab my hand

when the rain is pouring down

And the thunder breaks in;
Baby just grab my hand when I feel your heart beating out of your skin


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