I think it must Be just one thing That makes the rain Shy, something Touched every day Or three, a knife Or a lamp string, Things that glint Or sway, and that Are to storms What a bright hook Is to the fish It scares away.
Drought
Drought
Drought
I think it must Be just one thing That makes the rain Shy, something Touched every day Or three, a knife Or a lamp string, Things that glint Or sway, and that Are to storms What a bright hook Is to the fish It scares away.