Rain sings me a lullaby
One I can't describe
Like freshly cleaned sheets
It comforts me tonight
I know it's not warm
And I know it's not dry
But the white noise dripping down
Is my friend while I lie
Soft fluctuations
In tempo and force
Create a symphony
Crashing down on my porch
Droplets are violas
and the wind is the drums
All orchestrated quietly
To a kind, modest hum
In place of counting sheep
This song will hold me tonight
As I lay here listening
to the rain til morning bright
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