Heavy Weather
This morning it was summerBy noon a cold front buildingWhere did you go?Where did you go?
I got to find some shelter'cause any minute nowIt's gonna blowIt's gonna blow
But I don't mind the rainSo strike me once again:I've got nothing to lose
And it looks like we are in for stormy weatherWith death and destruction coming throughOh, look out there she blowsNow everybody knows:Stormy weather always makes me think of you
And watch out 'cause the storm is coming through.
Και κάθε φορά που χαλάει ο καιρός,
κάτι επιστρέφει.
Κάτι που δεν έφυγε ποτέ.
• midnight stories •