You can't clone the scent of the coming rain
Or divert the eye of approaching storms
It's useless fighting the weather's revenge
To disassemble his destructive charms
Drive slowly through tumultuous water
Spinning wildly from overwhelmed clouds
Feeble warnings will take you much further
Into large floods of distrust and doubt
You presoaked your mind in fatality
Beaten, drenched and shivering you retreat
To one day before this brutality
When the unwitting dawn was at her peak
Distract your head and heart from this madness
With disorganized chaos and sadness
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