I wish the thunder would shut up
He’s going to hear it
Stop the trees from whispering
Vicious rumormongers
The rain is sending Morse code
Damn their pitter-patter!
All this racket is going to wake him
Scandalous gossipers
Somehow they know my secrets
Hush now!
Speak no more of my sins
The truth is deafening me
If only sleep would come

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