I was caught

In a storm

I almost fought

With some boys

I was stuck

In a storm

My hair couldn’t tuck

Behind my ears

I thought my father

Was coming with an umbrella

I couldn’t go anywhere further

Because of the birds feathers

I was afraid of the dark

And wished someone would sing

A sweet silver song of a lack

Then outcome a thunder

I wanted to go under

But I saw a lover

Maybe someone was coming with his son

Or maybe the sun

Was coming out soon

Oh yeah, yesterday’s storm

Was sure something else