Wind
no
cry
in
the
summertime.
Bird
no
blow
when
the
tree
it
fall
down.
Rain no drip from this cup "that cloud is."
Snow no-melt in the global warm, now.
Train no ride on that track where it lead to,
Scott only dance… when the cloud, it spirals.
Sun
no
shine
through
the
Avenue
Forest,
ain't
no
dark,
you
won't
need
no
sunshine.