The air so thick that Every breath is a struggle And then the clouds burst
And glorious rain Bespatters the goldfish pool, Lures a sunflower
To lean out and bathe, Refreshing its dusty face In the cooling shower.
The air so thick that Every breath is a struggle And then the clouds burst
And glorious rain Bespatters the goldfish pool, Lures a sunflower
To lean out and bathe, Refreshing its dusty face In the cooling shower.