I was told there was rain
As I listened to it slap the window pane
It always want in
It didn't matter when
A begger and a creep
Tapping on my window while I sleep
Rain makes the flowers grow
As I should know
Every night
After daylight
I wake to the flowers reaching
For the sky, and screeching
They wanted the rain.
No need to explain
Free food and no eyes
That's to be sure
Until the sky opens and hears their cries
The dust would settle
And rain sits on each pedal
The thirst no longer hurts
The hunger has no words
So, let it rain
Give us food
Let the trees cry
Like they should
Babies to the mouth earth
Sprouting from her hearth
She'll feed them with her heart
And do her motherly part
The sky cracks like and egg
And down down comes the rain
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