King Cloud

Why won't the rain stop falling?
Why can't I hear the sun calling?

Why don't I mind it and move on?
Why leave the bitter patience that I've won?

Why can't I stand the rain?
Why must I indulge this pain?

Why not I control the weather?
Why can't I have blue skies forever?

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I will mind a few clouded days
Days that move on, and go about their ways

Maybe some rain drops here and there
Maybe a dozen, the most I can bear

But not for such clouds to fix their nimbus here
And rain for eternity, distorting each tear

I myself, won't know when I cried today
For the rain falls down, and takes my tears away.

I'm cold and wet, alone as I tire.
My soul becomes drowned, my skin becomes dire.

With just these mere shoes and clothes on my skin
I have not the strength, to pull out of it and win.

So someone, somewhere, sometime, Somehow
Come over to me, and defeat the King Cloud

He hovers over me, for my life to pay.
I am helpless to resist, so he must get his way

With that same snobby smirk, he sits there all day
And to his ruthless wet servants, this is all I can say:

Rain rain, go away
Come again some other day

But be quick to leave so I can be
And restore the sunshine you hid from me.