I think i hear the clouds
they're rumbling so loud.
daring me to cry
overtaking the darkened sky.
echoing in my head
she's going to be dead.
nearing dawn they sing
throughout the night they bring.
mourning for her fate
after tonight she'll be too late.
they can't save her now
the sky is falling out.
empty little girl
relieved of this world.
apparent and so clear
a combination of her fear.
yearning to stop her death
burning with their last breath.
as night comes to it's end
yeasterday will send...
...signs of her last goodbye.
