Just for the record, the weather today is calm and sunny, but the air is full of bullshit.
I'm singing in the rain Just singing in the rain What a glorious feelin' I'm happy again I'm laughing at clouds So dark up above The sun's in my heart And I'm ready for love...
Let the rain kiss you Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops Let the rain sing you a lullaby The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk The rain makes running pools in the gutter The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night And I love the rain.
A bank is a place where they lend you an umbrella in fair weather and ask for it back when it begins to rain.
The storm starts when the drops start dropping. The storm stops when the drops stop dropping.
I must go in. The fog is rising.