The Sovereign sun slept soundly on dampness and destruction / The main drag had been bathed in rainfall / And the earth had no choice but to let down its defense / Trees were left begging under the starlit canopy / that now shelters every bit of humanity / lost under the sweet uncertainty / Mirrored images reveal truth that cannot be seen / The wind weeps hitting blush cheeks through open windows / Waiting on the warmth of hope, the sun sets above the dash / And hearts are left beating to the rhythm

of the rain / When a day is wasted on luck and fortune / Not just the clouds fill up / Your lungs are inundated with fear / The wind does not weep alone.