There are tears on the window
as we drive by
a white, thick, grey sky,
I look up at the clouds as they cry.
I ask the sky 'Why do you cry?'
'Be quiet and listen before our world says goodbye,'
the cloud thunders and thunders
and cries and cries.
It hugs the earth
'Shhh', it says.
'Let's try again
before it's ruined,' it says in pain.
Be-doom, be-doom, we drive, be-doom
The cloud follows us with gloom
'Shh', I say
'Let's try again,
we'll make it like it was - back then'.