by t.a. faust
nevermind the rain
wet clothes are temporary
try to enjoy it
we've nowhere to be
the relative time is now
revel in madness
nevermind the wind
our umbrella's back at home
waiting unbroken
no running away
our fears cannot control us
this is our moment
nevermind the storm
the city needs a scrubbing
a fresh start again
let's find our own way
whether or not, we'll weather
nature is our guide
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