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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