Drip, drop, the skies won't stop
Falling rain, another plop.
Underneath my tired frown,
Can't escape this rainy town.
Grey clouds linger, skies so dim,
Feeling soaked, still on a whim,
Holding on, I fight my way,
In this endless rainy day.
Pitter-patter, hear it fall,
Echoes on my weary wall,
Through the storm, I carry on,
Till the clouds are finally gone.
(X3)