Storm Thunder Lightning Rain
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I’ve got to turn my sad to anger
To fight the harms of this world
I’ve got to storm the feelings of sadness
To fight the harms of this world
Fire melts ice
Smell the ozone filling the air
See the people perspire with fear
One by one the lights wink out
As the skies release one great big shout
The sky has scared itself it seems
Tiny drops fall from the sky
They hit the ground and they die
In the dark of the thunder's roar
Those small drops are no more
But with thunder comes a light
To fill the emptiness of night
