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